Saturday, October 11, 2008
Christ on a cracker I am back to being a groupie.
How the hell did this happen?
SCM came back, he was not involved in a band and he was going to spend all his free time catering to my every need and whim. That was working for me.
Just when I was getting accustomed to being treated like the princess I so clearly am, he informed me of his great opportunity fill in as lead singer with a band next weekend.
As I offered the expected congratulations, best wishes and go break a legs, I see there has appeared a crestfallen look upon his face.
"Aren't you going to come and watch?"
"Not, feelin' it, no."
Obviously that was the incorrect answer because holy dickhead batman, did I get some guilt filled shit.
So after hearing how I should support him and how he was counting on me being there and how important it was to him.
I finally agreed.
Just to get him to shut the fuck up.
So now I need to pull out the tight jeans, high heels and my black fedora and go hang out in a smoky bar with drunkin 25 year olds sloshing and hanging all over everyone.
I was hoping he would have outgrown the shit.....apparently not.
Posted by Christine at 7:17 PM