Yeah those ones. Yesterday was so much fun, it was super sunny and beautiful, I got my hairs all did such a pretty blue (see pic..), David and I went for patio beer, and then a beautiful walk. It was so lovely. Yeah but then the beer tired fairies arrived and we about died when we got home. We ended up reviving ourselves with Old Dutch Mexican Chili potato chips (an action I don't recommend), and we sort of devolved into semi sentient beings from there. Sort of wallowing, eating junk food, and watching excessive numbers of episodes of The Office on Netflix.
Why does that happen? We were so much on top of the world, to fall into this hole that we couldn't manage to motivate ourselves to do much of anything for the rest of the night. I blame the beer fairies, but I'm not sure it's all their fault.
Then we woke up to discover a venue has had to cancel one of our shows in BC for June. Well that sucks! Must be leftover karma from yesterday!
Well, I hate to start a Friday feeling poopy, so I think we will need to forcibly do something to improve the mood around here. I'm not sure what that's going to be, but I'm taking ideas on now. Maybe start with some extra coffee and some fun sort of music. Wish me luck.