This weekend:

- Had a drink with a man who played keyboard with Nine Inch Nails on the Pretty Hate Machine tour; ate late-nite breakfast at It's Tops.
- Talked to (at?) the kids from Baobobs about blogging.
- Got real high with Luke and rocked out to Iron Maiden and Lenyrd Skynrd b-sides (they sound a lot more like Jimmi Hendrix than "Free Bird" would lead you to believe).
- Listened to Chelsea and Jees play kickass guitar/banjo -- Porch Skank! -- before they take off for New Zeland (and possibly an arena tour of China). Fell asleep on couch.
- Watched The Shawshank Redemption, which I'd never seen before and which almost made me cry.
- Had date; and a good one at that.

And I'm still in a state of internal conflict about what I'm doing and where it's going, but I'm remembering that, hey, this is my life and I can do what I want with it, and I should. Life is holy and every moment precious. It's high time I reclaimed the dignity of my own experience.