So I bombed at the open mic, which I could justify, but I’m not going to. I think, after having seen how far the quality of the open mic night there has plummeted, I’m going to try to find a different venue. My three friends who showed up had never seen me perform before, which left me rather dejected and humiliated that they wound up seeing me at my worst.
That said, they are very good friends and the fact that they came out at all means the world to me. Now I have to come up with a way to convince them to do again sometime… now that the suck is out of my system.
So I got home around 1:30 that night, but didn’t get to bed until 3 and still woke up at 6 to get to work on time.
I have friends with serious crises and they need me to be there for them and be sympathetic.
I’m less and less motivated to put in additional effort to do my job exceptionally well, since I won’t have it for too much longer. Of course, as soon as I start to lose that motivation, situations arise that require that level of attention to detail from me. I’m really just not feeling it right now.
This weekend I intend to sleep. Maybe play some guitar and/or video games. Maybe do some laundry. Mostly just sleep, though.
that’s the update.