The Lost Weekend
Aug. 8th, 2004 10:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
waitingmanWould someone please explain how it can be Sunday evening again... already...
Seems like not too long ago, it was Friday afternoon & I said what a good idea it would be to go to the pub across the road to have a few drinks with a work colleague whose birthday is today, before going home for a leisurely & above all, cheap night in.
Happy Birthday Jason - you bastard...
5am Saturday is when I got home!! Knowing full well I had an appointment with my accountant to do my tax at 9.30am. Knowing full well I had an afternoon mixing session with Bernard to sort out backing tracks for the upcoming gigs. Knowing full well I'd be going out with Liz that evening to see a band in Surry Hills - & that never ends early!!. Knowing full well I had to be up at 6.15 am Sunday to go out to Eastern Creek Raceway for a vintage car show all day Sunday, Coralie was coming over Sunday evening & I have to be in West fucking Pymble in a church with my mind on my job at 8am Monday morning, before heading to a rehearsal studio in St Peters straight after work for 5 hours of fine tuning those same backing tracks from Saturday afternoon!!!
I sit before you now a sunburnt, tipsy & utterly drained shadow of my already shadowy self, operating on a wing & a prayer & only able to carry on because this looks like it'll be the only night in the foreseeable future when I get to bed before midnight. And you know what???
I wouldn't have it any other way!!!
Bring on the working week - I could use the rest...
Seems like not too long ago, it was Friday afternoon & I said what a good idea it would be to go to the pub across the road to have a few drinks with a work colleague whose birthday is today, before going home for a leisurely & above all, cheap night in.
Happy Birthday Jason - you bastard...
5am Saturday is when I got home!! Knowing full well I had an appointment with my accountant to do my tax at 9.30am. Knowing full well I had an afternoon mixing session with Bernard to sort out backing tracks for the upcoming gigs. Knowing full well I'd be going out with Liz that evening to see a band in Surry Hills - & that never ends early!!. Knowing full well I had to be up at 6.15 am Sunday to go out to Eastern Creek Raceway for a vintage car show all day Sunday, Coralie was coming over Sunday evening & I have to be in West fucking Pymble in a church with my mind on my job at 8am Monday morning, before heading to a rehearsal studio in St Peters straight after work for 5 hours of fine tuning those same backing tracks from Saturday afternoon!!!
I sit before you now a sunburnt, tipsy & utterly drained shadow of my already shadowy self, operating on a wing & a prayer & only able to carry on because this looks like it'll be the only night in the foreseeable future when I get to bed before midnight. And you know what???
I wouldn't have it any other way!!!
Bring on the working week - I could use the rest...
