"Of course I know. I've always known."

Welp, rehearsal is cancelled, which makes for a nice evening of writing in the Coop.  Death in Vegas is playing through my earbuds.

Keeping a blog has made me realize how delusional it is to take oneself seriously as a blogger.  Blogging is not an occupation.  Given the shaky frequency with which I update this thing, it's not even really a hobby.  But it's there when you need it and it's unobtrusive when you don't, a lot like the box of Star Wars bandaids that you keep in the drawer because you know that there's a paper cut waiting for you SOMEWHERE inside your textbook.  The book knows exactly when you'll later be handling salty or acidic substances, and that's when it makes its move. The book KNOWS.  Look at it, with it's smug ISBN number.  Jerk.


But hey!  It's Wednesday!  Countdown 'til the weekend starts now.  T minus one day (oh right, in the real world weekends start on FRIDAYS)