No-one in the house

I am so very bored. Gaaaaah. Going mad. AAAAAAAH. But it's all good. Ha. Possibly. Maybe. Booooooored. This morning there's been a grand total of 6 people here. Wow. Incredible turnout. 2 qualifiers. 1 advisor. Brilliant. I am so stressed I can hardly breathe. (BIG lie, ok then.)

Dreamt about A last night. And some days ago about Paul. What's going on here -going back to all the exes..... weird. In my dream about P he had been making rosebud soup (which apparently exists -I had no idea!) in an attempt to impress his girlfriend, and then fell ill. They were going to play a gig somewhere, but then he felt really sick -and had to be carried out piggyback by the promoter/manager/arranger. Weird. Wrote him an email today; warning him about making the soup.

And A... have no idea. Can't remember. Probably as well. Well well. The past is coming back...

It's cold as well. Rain. Wind! Winter... And I'm bored. But the gig tonight will be good. Yep. I need to decide if I want to go to the Robocop Kraus one as well on saturday, though. Gotta get the ticket.. Money money. Don't think I'll have any luck with my first ever begging letter (J would be proud of me, though!) either -but it was well worth a try.

Yep. That's my life. Exciting day. Not (yet).