well it's early

It is aprox. 2:44 in the morning and I don't think I could possibly make myself fall asleep. Please excuse me if I can't make sense. I'm stressed and anxious but I'm also exhausted. I'm sure that was spelt incorrectly. I'm going to start taking actual piano lessons soon, which could be exciting. Perhaps I will become the next Fiona Apple... or Amanda Palmer... or Regina Spektor. NAY! I shall be better (and quite a bit better looking than the 2nd person listed.... but probably not as hard core.) It's cold and quiet and I'm not wearing any socks. On tuesday night I saw the Onion Cellar and it sort of pains me to say that it wasn't as great as I was expecting. Brian and Amanda were stellar but the whole thing just shrieked "this is an ORIGINAL peice of art stand back and be amazed" when in fact it wasn't it was only very pretensious. Amanda gave me a flower, it was very sweet. But after the show my friend Julie and I went to say hello and I'm pretty sure I made I complete ass of myself. I was very bubbly and excited, probably quite overwhelming. I don't think she liked me all that much. Brian winked at me. cutie.
Bed time.

-t.