An interlude

I miss H. I miss Nick.

I've tried three times to write about the demo, but can't. It was a strangely depressing experience. Now, I just feel like sleeping.

There's so much to do. Maintaining three of the computers here at home, Maths, Physics, being supposedly self-employed, getting the photos of the demo to people who want them, copying tapes, arranging tomorrow's forum, publicity for the upcoming tsunami benefit gig. I'm supposed to be fighting for a better world and building a belated career for myself - and all I want to do is cuddle with H and write songs with Nick.