So many ideas, not enough time. Need to get the freelance thing sorted, just need a little extra security at the moment considering how much life is going to cost me over the next few months - house move, probable change of car (it'll never pass it's MOT in March, it's making some pretty horrible noises at the moment...), and this tour - which is quite close now and I've just lost the Bristol date as the woman who booked me has been sacked. I'll work on that tomorrow.
Today I went into the freelance office and put 6 hours in of 'preparation' ahead of doing a presentation next week. What can possibly go wrong?
Nobody talks there but I felt really chatty so generally spent a lot of time feeling frustrated.
Then over to the studio to rehearse some thrash jazz with Pillars; I enjoyed it more this time around now that we're tighter.
Got back and started work on a sitcom script, mostly inspired by something that was niggling me. I should be writing the murder mystery, but this one just felt like something I wanted to write this evening. Only written about 3 pages of dialogue and will come back to it, but felt weirdly therapeutic.
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