Ramblin

Back from the ECMAs in Charlottetown yesterday afternoon, and immediately started to empty out the Velvet Underground.

My body aches from the Plaskett show (complete with bruises!!) and I am tired in the marrow of my bones.

Last night I slept at Park Vic. Collapsed into bed and died for nine hours is more accurate.

Today is the final push - by tonight this place will be shining and empty, and I will get back to the books. Everything has been so whirlwind for the past couple of weeks, I haven't really had any opportunity for reflection. I'm looking forward to being settled somewhere again.