still have no clue as to what i’ll be playing at friday’s and saturday’s cabaret gigs. the songs i WANT to play, still need to be recorded [and admittedly, lyrics need a li'l fine-tuning as well.] all of which causes me an unfathomable amount of stress [though, really... i DO this to myself and i DO THIS TO MYSELF every freakin' time.]
which is to say, i’m heavily involved in some madarsed procrastination.
the most important of all would be completing the new york times monday crossword puzzle via iPhone application. I am ranked as the 345th best crossword puzzle do-er. and, though that number has a beautiful aesthetic to it, i want to do better. mondays are usually a big boost of confidence. the easiest day, by far, generally. BUT TODAY… 18 minutes into it… [an appalling time for a monday!] [[an appalling time for tuesday-thursday as well!!]] “POLEMICAL” !! ?? !! [wtf!?] “LAMMERMOOR” [[2x wtf!?]]] ugh. gross.
not happy.
i’m now going to procrastinate from this taxing procrastination by working on songs, a vexing endeavor inandof itself.
