Who's Coming Thru' The Window?

Caught the last Betchadupa gig (at least for a while) last night. Although I didn't go all ecstatic and silly, I did enjoy it very much. There was just so much raw energy on stage and the performance (both vocals and instrumental) was just so impeccable and well-executed. I had a tad of a mood swing before I headed out for the gig, I don't know what brought it on though. Maybe I was tired from the night before or simply a tad nervous about seeing familiar (but definitely not friendly faces) at the gig or maybe even, yet again, was somewhat mind-screwed by reading 'Fanny' by Salinger. Luckily, managed to snap out of the weird mood as the night got later and all in all, I had a pretty swell time in the end.

I haven't been writing anything here for almost two weeks now. Nothing unusual happened, I s'pose, just the same old stuff with people and work. However, I have to admit I'm getting tired with certain faces and issues, and these are not just from a particular group of people. I shan't name names here, that's unfair, I reckon. Things might look up, and maybe my tolerance will be built up instead of diminishing (which seems to be the trend lately). I am glad I have some me-time right now, not having to communicate or do anything at all. It gives me a chance (hopefully) to tune back and be at ease again.

Spent two hours practicing on my guitar today. I still can't do much with it, but I reckon it's certainly better than a coupla weeks ago when I first started.

Stuff to be done this week include shopping for a new mobile and getting a haircut. I'm aiming for something different for the latter (but then again, aren't I always?).

It's Paul's big party (expecting at least 50 people!) at home next weekend. I should get as much rest as I can throughout the week to face up to that day, 'cos I foresee a) plenty of preparations to be done, b) plenty of socialising on that day (which can be quite an effort for me sometimes) and c) heaps of cleaning up to do after.

So yes, I have to survive it somehow. Afterall, I don't wanna be a party-pooper. I do want to have a good party for Paul too.