| 12:47 AM |
Oh the pain |
My fingers are in danger of falling off...Ive just been out for the last few hours, restaurant singing.
If I have to sing " la Bamba" one more time...I'm going to start looking into the possibility of maybe drinking some battery acid....or something of the sort...
On a more positive note, the "wine tasting" ladies(more on that later) were in fine form....but all that to say it wasnt quite enough to get my mind off the grooves in my left hand. It's one in the morning which means I have about 18 hours until I garner up the will to tell people with a loud, confident tenor, that no, I am not,in fact, a sailor..I am....*cue arrogantly thrust out chest* a captain.
If I have to sing " la Bamba" one more time...I'm going to start looking into the possibility of maybe drinking some battery acid....or something of the sort...
On a more positive note, the "wine tasting" ladies(more on that later) were in fine form....but all that to say it wasnt quite enough to get my mind off the grooves in my left hand. It's one in the morning which means I have about 18 hours until I garner up the will to tell people with a loud, confident tenor, that no, I am not,in fact, a sailor..I am....*cue arrogantly thrust out chest* a captain.
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