can't we have class outside today?

i can't adequately express the pain i feel being in this place today. now, we all know how i feel about the job in general. that's a given. but look out the window, mein lieblings! look at the going-up-to-75-and blindingly sunny outside! it is the first bona fide perfect day of the year, and i am here. inside. under fluorescence and pinioned because they are tearing up the hall and painting our door.

in retaliation, i am going to listen to song samples on the internet for about an hour and then buy myself some of it.

in other news, the show went well. i feel awful for the girl who went up after i did, because...well. my clan is nothing if not fiercely loyal. and not entirely acquainted with mister tact. so we had to bail posthaste. but, the stage was nice, the bar was friendly, and the bartender was mad cute. and australian. too bad i will never again even think about touching a bartender with anything other than a baseball bat. but looking is okay. that is my decree.

all in all a good evening, though i got rip-roarin' drunkish and dozed off on the subway. thank goodness i had guides to lead me home. here's hoping i didn't do anything disgraceful...because although i am fairly certain i have a clear picture of all the events of last night, if there's anything i'm missing, the fact that i don't know about it makes sense in the context of not remembering.

exactly. of course.

if that's not a sign that i should end this entry here, before my poor sozzled brain hits the high road on moral grounds, i don't know what is.

so anyway. open apology to all if i was a disgrace last night.