Another weekend flushed down the toilet, or at least circling the bowl. I've done absolutely nothing productive this weekend save for committing a sketch of an acoustic guitar composition to tape (or rather, disc). If I ever muster up the energy to really flesh it out it might be interesting. No exercise since Thursday night. I'm surrounded by piles of clothes (at least they're clean) and dirty dishes which I have absolutely no desire to deal with. I have eight dollars in my bank account (probably another eight in my wallet) and it's cold and rainy outside. I'm bracing myself to be pelted with bouncing automatic bill payments. Somebody please wake me up after payday.
So here I sit my teeth aclench
Awaiting lenders' tightened wrench
I struggle e'er their thirst to quench
And ne'er to face their men of hench!
So here I sit my teeth aclench
Awaiting lenders' tightened wrench
I struggle e'er their thirst to quench
And ne'er to face their men of hench!
thanks for the confidence boost. I'll just have to wait and see where things go. as for money, we need to return to the barter system
- hey pal, I'll give you this great clay jar for one of your chickens
- throw in a shiny bead and you got yourself a deal!
anymore complicated than that and I'll have to think on it some more...