bonezman

If you don't know where I am you haven't been reading my journal. Yup... Parked my ass in the coffee house again. The open mic is late starting because almost no one showed up.

The sad part is, I should be across town hanging out with someone potentially very special. She didn't answer the phone or return my call so I'm saving the gas...

I wrote this as a journal comment earlier, but it's so relevant it bares repeating:

Lately all that life has done in the direction I want it to go is tentative steps before running full tilt in the other direction. Then it hides behind a tree and sneaks back to where it started. Crazy, but that's how my job hunting and love life has been lately.

Very true. So very true...

Wednesday's journal usually chronicles something that happened either over the weekend or in the coffee house. Nothing seems worth saying this week. The weekend had the promise of romance and/or companionship, but it fell flat on it's face when everyone who stated interest in going out and doing something bowed out. That happened on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. Hence the repeated comment. I've had the same luck job hunting. Will either ever work out for me? At times is doesn't seem even remotely possible. Both are only there to tease me and leave be forever frustrated with their indifference to my needs, desires, and skills...

Giving up is not in my nature. I don't know if that is good or bad. Any guesses?

The list is still short, but the room is pretty full. Several spoken word artists and a few scattered guitars... Not a lot going on, but the material is pretty good.

I'll leave you with a quote: "Life, it's bigger, it's bigger than you, and you are not me!"