clovesbud

As work piles up and piles up, my SG time gets seriously compromised.

I saw Opeth the other night, which was fucking great, but Cynthia's a fan too, so it was sad she couldn't be there to share it with me. However, September 4th is the day our life begins together. Kate is sending me to the Toronto Film Fest to watch, listen and learn and I'm going to hook up with the metal girl. Then, she's coming back with me for good and forever.

This month, however, not so good. I just wanna nest and wait it out. Also, I've gone out with friends and business people virtually every night this week and on through Sunday. Too much social time and not enough home time makes Scotty a fucking nightmare to be around. I hate it.