I went to the OffBeat Awards ready to perform, but knowing that I had larigitis which i had informed them when they had called that morning…but just out of obligation I went as if I didn’t, more as a statement that my inability to perform was due to something beyond my control.

I also got to see the new ad. The damned people left the contact info and name out of the ad!!! I am not happy.

I was extremely bored and aggitated. I had half a taco there. I’m from Texas, I guess my standards are higher when it comes to tacos…I threw it away. I searched the rest of the room for something to tempt my palet. I found nothing that met my finicky mood, not food or drink.

I was so aggitated. I walked the floor looking for my X who was my date. It turns out he was moving the car. I called him and told him I wanted to leave, so we took me home and got me out of my costume and then went to his house to fall asleep watching movies.

We watched “Wings of Desire, which I had never seen before. I caught things he didn’t like the record cover being Nick Cave, the Building having a marquis that said Shcmuck, and that one of the people in the library had a copy of the Lexicon on his table which was one of the other movies that the director had made. This was my first time watching this movie. I was very happy when I saw Nick Cave perform at the end, afterall he is a genius and that is who I went to see in concert the weekend I first came to New Orleans and met the X I was still sitting next to and still occasionally dating.

5 years later, five years since I first came to New Orleans to see Bauhaus and the following night see Nick Cave. Five years ago I came for a weekend to New Orleans and knew then what I know now. I knew I would move here. I knew I would have a long inconsistant involvement with this strange little man I talk to several times a day on this phone. For some reason I never really question my future I just feel it happening and know where it is going. I don’t suppose that is normal.