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Monday, July 21, 2003 @ 1:35 PM
Heads, Carolina. Tails, California
I got two paychecks today, but they were each for about $30. It was kinda sad.
Today, they have me filing payment forms alphabetically. I decided that the alphabet is not my friend. I'm waiting on various phone calls, and I get to leave around three, to go check out the gym of the Salvation Army Community Center.
Last night, I started telling R.J. about my show, and everything I still have to take care of, figure out, and otherwise finagle. And he said, "Wow. That cheered me up."
And I said... "Why...?"
And he said, "You've got all that stuff to deal with, and I have no real obligations or responsibilities. I mean, I have a job, but it doesn't come home with me."
Still in all, I wouldn't trade places with him, or with anyone. The gym of the Salvation Army Center. Miller Park stage. The Prairie House. Whatever. I've been slacking in the technical arena, but this show... this show could perform in a basement. In a classroom. In a parking lot. Where doesn't matter, as long as we're going somewhere together.
Does anyone know who I would call to book Hayden Auditorium???
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