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sunday, march 1, 1998, 04:17 so many words running around in my head right now. spent much of the evening on the floor, staring up at the ceiling of the theatre, the cool night rainy air blowing in over me, replaced sometime by the cool smokey night air of someone standing in the doorway sucking on a stick of burning leaves and paper. 14:39 lying there on the floor because really, i just couldn't deal with being and asshole any more, because that's all I was doing. the people who came to the show last night had absolutely no respect for the performers. and even worse, the performers had no respect for the other performers.
"please be quiet." evil looks ensue. do i really need this? people tell me that it's getting too noisy, people don't care that they're being too noisy. and i'm in the middle realizing that at that moment in time, i pretty much hate everyone. or at least, i did at that point last night. people can just get so self centered, it's sick. and then there's the ever persistent question of whether or not this girl wants anything to do with me, but it is rather fun just to play for a bit without being in a relationship. although... yeah. time to stop messing around. it's already sunday. i think the arts festival ate my weekend.
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