walstafa

Great. One of my exes comes to visit for the weekend. Not only did I end up with the expected blue balls, but she somehow contrived to pass her cold/flu-type thing to me. Which made the return to work today fun.

Gig yesterday was ok, played with my new amp, which was nice, and also used the theremin for the first time live. Not a bad night, but five hours sleep and encroaching sickness do not a happy Paul make.

Give me sympathy or give me the sweet, sweet release of death!