14 July 2008

wasting time

I can waste time with the best of 'em.

Shoot. If you have an old set of World Books sitting around the house, that is hours of entertaining time just *begging* to be wasted by me.

Anyway. The point is . . . I can waste time perfectly well all by myself, thank you very much.

I do NOT need to be called in to a three-hour, Sunday night rehearsal and sit. On. My. Ass. The. Entire. Time.

I did not do one damn thing during those three hours. Well, not one thing on stage. Off-stage, I sent some text messages, wrote a letter, and shot the shite with my friends there ALSO being under-utilized for the evening.

But I *could* have done all of that at home. ARGH.

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