I met with my Street Team Captain for the Basement Birds promo thingo that I'm doing for their concert *Get there. Metro Aug 29th*. She was nice and we had a chat and I got my MASSIVE stack of flyers to hand out to folk.
Figured, "Hey, I'm already in the city and have already been awake for over 12 hours why not wander about for a bit". Got up at 4am this morn, currently it is 940pm... I AM STUFFED.
Went to Chinatown. I wanted to get some real Origami paper, got none. Realised It was 4pm and I was starving. Wandered about for awhile debating who I should chance. Decided. Went to pay and had to hand over ALL MY MONEY... I was still short (45 cents). Awww crap. She let me get away with it.
My last meal - 07/08
It was av-er-age. Those bits at the bottom are 'Mixed Vegetables', according to the label. My belly hurt after eating this too. Had the sudden realisation (after feelings of illness set in) that I had no money and would have to get money to get bus home which would mean having to by something to break a note. My life is full of this big moments.
Got distracted on way home (in Newtown now - I bought gum) in many bookstores looking at cards and books and other papered items so missed Roller Derby. Damn my simple mind. Found more books I want. A better one about Ryden, one of LaChappelle... the list continues.
- A
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