April 24, 2003
i'm not going
I got out of bed at 4:00 this morning and turned on the television. My bag was packed and I had a handfull of paid bills in their envelopes to stick in the mailbox before I left for North Carolina. I watched The Weather Channel.
The weather is going to suck. SERIOUSLY suck.
It's a five-hour drive to find my motel room, then another hour from there to Wilkesboro. I AM NOT going to do that kind of travel to drown my Cracker ass in a lightning storm while all the musicians run for their trailers. I've been there and done that. I didn't like it.
I'll have to eat a $180 ticket, but that's less painful to me than sitting in the mud during a rainstorm 50 miles from where I have any dry clothes. Fuck it. I ain't going. I'm too old for that shit.
You're just stuck with me for the next few days.
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