total-dark-waste

it's very painful having another slice of reality thrown in my face: i have squandered the most enjoyable and lively years of my life being serious and productive. if you don't have soul, that's excusable... if you don't have an inner beast, you might not even notice.

i have only one justification, and i'll be damned if i don't manage to make something of it.

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what brought this on was me searching for spinnit* in florentin at an hour where everyone's out and about (the sane people, at least) and all i could think of was waking up at 5.30am. that's a stupid time for anyone to get out of bed. particularly if it's for work.

*sigh*

panic ensemble were absolutely phenomenal! as usual, i guess :) i felt like a bit of a heel for making the girls hurry when the performance began almost an hour late... and spinnit was exhausted so she left early.

* after her friend and i discovered that she wasn't at home after the show, we couldn't get hold of her. eventually she did call, and i stopped looking and made my way home.

at least i managed to tune my guitar.