56.5 DAY OFF in San Antonio. 5.16.05
Tue May 17, 2005 8:41 am
Yawn
It's not really important to journal a day off. Nobody cares what we're doing; I guess it's just - these days off are small segues to show days; they're mortar to brick, bridges across little creeks where dangerous trolls live... and they try to come up and bite you with their crusty old, sharp, grey, teeth; and when they bite you... you sure know it.
We slept in. I don't know exactly what the band and crew did... I think they went to a movie with nfg guys n' crew or something. I know Jordan n' Chad were there. Oh, it was the new Will Ferrel film. I guess they did a bit of River Walk walking too or something...
I layed here working with an ice bag on my leg, watched "Mile High" and was bored to no end. Didn't accomplish what I wanted to. I'm frustrated. If I don't stay off this stupid shin splint or whatever it is, it won't get better. But I can't not get off of it without crutches, so...I have to get around. It's making me mad. I can't dodge the trolls.
the end.


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