PickledCherub

The eternal question. I wore my hair in pig-tails for the first time tonight. I tried to tart up my otherwise not tarty look with a gallon of eyeliner. Today was the first day in a long time when the Twins were not on display at work. The verdict: not as much in tips. It was also slow, and I was happy not to take tables, but I believe that the Twins may have some effect on my income. The inside of my head is itchy, inside my ears, the roof of my mouth, and my nostrils. I know that it will go away, but it's rather annoying.

I've embarked on a new cover: "I'm on Fire" a la Bruce Springsteen and Johnny Cash. I thought that it might make a good dance song. So far, not so much. I'm having a lot of fun using the Malstrom Graintable Synth on Reason. I restricted my time, so as not to get lost in the murk of synth tweaking.

I'm adjusting well to my new-found alone-ness. I think. I have to be careful not to get too adjusted. I have a tendency to avoid people if I can, although I like people (sometimes). I'm not good at developing new relationships except by happenstance. For example, I meet people at the Hedge House all the time, and I think I'm making friends there. But would I ever go out with them? Nope. Would I go to their house for dinner? Nope. Then there's the contingent of old friends that I never see. Why don't I see them? Because they're not at my house. I must either work at going out with people or convincing them to come over. And then, there's the few people whom I don't know all that well whom I really like but whom I never see. I don't know what to do with those people. Weenie roast?