I was pretty disappointed yesterday when I Reggie canceled the gig that Lisa and I were supposed to do at Yoga Basin. I was looking forward to seeing and playing with Lisa one more time before leaving, and the nice little crowd we drew last month encouraged me that we'd do even better this time. But alas, Reg didn't want to compete with the events all over Asbury for gay pride week, so there you go.
Of course, for me selfishly his meant no ride down to the sea, no music making, and really no focus whatsoever for the day. Bug and I did go to the library in the afternoon, and I did reconnect with some of the old Francesca Lia Block books I used to love, but that was the extent of the day's movement. E was exhausted after work, so we didn't go for groceries or for a ride or anything.
It's closing in on 1am, and I've been up here all night, since dinner. There was a vibe floating around the periphery, but it never really solidified. Time for bed, then, methinks.
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