Morning Pages

Nothing important happened today.

Ran out of coffee. It's my own darn fault. But I'm out of coffee and so I was only able to have a double shot of plain espresso this morning, which was okay because it did sort of wake me up. Now I'm hungry. The prospect of having my normal apples-and-peanut-butter fare for breakfast today doesn't thrill me, but I'll get around it. Not sure what I'm gonna do today, except clean and do laundry. Punky is going over to his grandma's house to go see a movie, so I'll be a free woman for a few hours this afternoon. I do have some booking phone calls to make. I do have some credits to write. I do have to figure out how the heck I'm going to pay for a trip to Ohio in a month... not sure how that's going to work out. I really want to go, but dangit! We are broke musicians! I dreamed we moved to Austin last night... well, actually, I moved to Austin first and David was going to join me in a couple of weeks, and I was checking out all the cool venues to play and was going to get a day job to help us afford the more expensive housing up there. It was a pretty fun dream, all in all... my friends Jean and Elinore were showing me around and showing me places that famous indie artists owned -- venues -- and I was feeling like finally I could play in Austin. My brother is currently IM'ing me. Be back later. Okay, so maybe later with my free time I'll indulge myself in an X-Files fix... it's been awhile since I've indulged in my guilty pleasure. Mmmmm. Got a wedding to go to on Saturday... and I have nothing to wear. Because I never dress up. I'm truly a hillbilly Texas grrrrl now. Okay, this stream of conscience thing ain't workin' for me right now. Be back later.