I mean, I wrote something every day... if, of course, you count talking to my friends on Gchat. Sigh. Other than that, it was a very lame attempt. And I got about 5 pages into an incredibly old copy of A Farewell to Arms on the first day of the “challenge” and have not, as of yet, reopened it.
SOMEONE save me from my computer addiction. Any thoughts on kicking the habit?
I did make one (rather expensive) effort to tempt myself into reading more – a few nights ago in very sleepy, half-lucid haze, I thought it would be a brilliant idea to buy a Kindle Fire. Like an iPad, but half the price (which, if you do the math, is still pretty pricey for someone who makes her living on tips).
That said, I am very pleased with my new toy. The first thing I did was download all the free books I wanted to read!
…And the second thing I did was install my email and download a bunch of useless apps. We shall see which element proves more captivating.
This week I’ll read a book. Cross my heart.
Other than an expensive new gadget, the big news of the week is that I have a GIG tomorrow. Yes, a gig. Like, singing. For people. By myself. For 45 minutes. And they’re paying me. What?
The elegant, high-profile event for which my talents have been requested iiissss…. ready for it?
One of the monthly meetings of the MOAA – Military Officers Association of America! 30 people! 70 years and older! At a bar in Weymouth! Just me and my iPod!
All right, so it’s nothing huge. But I’ve certainly never done this before – a whole set of just me? Ought to be interesting. True to my procrastinatory (yes, it’s a word… or it is now, anyway) roots, I waited until abooouutttt 15 minutes ago to finalize my set list. Standard.
I also, of course, woke up with a totally stuffed up head yesterday – so as of now, my first song will come out sounding much like “Iiii’ve got by loooove to keep be waaarb…”
Luckily, one of the regulars at the Bistro gave me some advice as he watched me sniffle through my shift:
Rob: You should make a drink, I swear it works – hot water, lemon, honey, and a lot of brandy.
Me: So then what, I drink it and I’ll just feel better instantly?
Rob: Well… you’ll be a little drunk.
Me: But then I’ll wake up in the morning and feel better?
Rob: Well… you’ll be a little hungover. But THEN you’ll feel better.
Sounds promising. Wish me luck tomorrow…