Friday, February 24, 2012

February 24, 1991

A day to rest, to stay in and accomplish nothing outside of taping some tunes.  I venture outside of the house only once -- to drive to a TYME machine to get money to pay Barb.  I attempt an early afternoon nap, but the TV in the bedroom is too intrusive.  A few hours later, I sack out to no background accompaniment.  Problem is, Andy wants to play and interrupts my sleep a couple of times.  Once I get up, though, I feel extremely rested.

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