In praise of forward planning

[tamaranth]

It is not even 6:30am and I am doing the dance of Should-I-Shouldn't-I re seeing Siouxsie & the Banshees tonight in Shepherd's Bush.

Pros: one of my favourite bands since practically forever. Don't get out to gigs much any more. It will be Fun.

Cons: have to go on my own (though am likely to bump into many of the usual suspects). Have to get act together. Ankle likely to give way with hilarious consequences should I make like a young person and bounce around. Could just come home at 6 and go straight to bed like yesterday. And probably like tomorrow. (Without notable impact on narcoleptic state).

At least I know what I'll be doing at work today. Dithering.

Comments

[purpletigron.livejournal.com]

Oh, I hope you went/go!!!!!!

[sbisson.livejournal.com]

Go. You'll have fun.

[fishlifter.livejournal.com]

Go on, go on, you know you want to.

And then you will be awake and enthused and can come down the pub tomorrow and tell us all about it. Well, OK, you'll probably be knackered. But at least you'll be knackered because you went to a gig and had fun rather than because work and life are Just Like That.

And come down the pub tomorrow anyway. Go on, go on...

Go

[brisingamen.livejournal.com]

Oh how well I know this scenario. Go, you'll feel better if you do. At least, that's what I'm telling myself about going out tonight, but I'm doing something rather less exciting than seeing Siouxsie and the Banshees. It takes brute force sometimes to get myself out of the house but inevitably I am glad that I did.

No dithering about Thursday, I trust.

M.

Go!

[lproven.livejournal.com]

I mean, COME!

It will be fun. And making like a young person is the sole purpose of the event. Look at Mrs Balliol.

[sbisson.livejournal.com]

So, have you made your mind up?

[latexiron.livejournal.com]

Well we're all going! But you're not to get me drunk again!