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12 hours at work, not including commuting. Home to do chores. Now I have to settle down and learn a bunch of songs for my second band, which I only joined two weeks ago and has a gig in only a week and a half. (That means learning 30-40 songs well enough to play professionally from a standing start… good thing it's mostly easy, crappy hair band and arena rock stuff. I have a whole new appreciation for how truly, deeply crappy KISS is.)
Tomorrow… more of the same, plus practice for my primary band's next gig on Saturday.
I have less than zero time to call my own these days.
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