I need a desk job.

Somewhere well heated/air conditioned, and comfy, preferably home (and home would have to be made considerably comfy, of course), doing something that's not terribly difficult but still interesting, that is cool and meaningful, and pays really really well for about, er, not too many hours a week. This whole wandering around the city, being outside at the mercy of the elements is not working for me. It seems like yesterday, or at least a few months ago when I was whining incessantly about the heat. Then there was rain, and more heat, and it got cold, then warm again, and windy and.. well now it's cold. Really cold. Being winter that should not be so surprising, but I still have to go out there, wait around, freezing, and then go home without making any money, or worse, stay out for a few more hours as I shiveringly tell a bunch of shivering people stuff about stuff. It's more than slightly vexing. And you'd think this too hot/too cold would only be a small part of it, wouldn't you? You'd think, ok, winter and summer can get cold/hot, but sometimes it's mild and as long as you're dressed appropriately you're fine. Sure there are those extreme temps but only so many days, and then there's spring and autumn, positively lovely for walking! There's rain sometimes but there are umbrellas. You'd think that the far majority of the time it would be within the realm of reasonable walking weather. Well you'd be wrong. Or at least you'd seem wrong. I can't for the life of me understand where autumn and the mild winter and all of that went. It was so bloody hot not so long ago and now it's unbearably cold, like it was when i started next year. What happened to that 80-98% of pleasant walking (as long as you're dressed right for it and I at least, if people on the tour don't always, have the resources to get that right) weather? It doesn't exist, that's what. Maybe there are about 3 days of it but that's it. Three lovely days where you'd choose to go for a walk if you had the time off, otherwise, you'd stay in, watch telly, or maybe go to the pub if it's close enough, but that's it. Unfortunately, I'm stuck out there.

*feels all hardcore and stuff*

I've just done like, 6 days in a row, and 2 of them sick! *feels all proud and stuff* *coughs* Best thing about it, apart from the actual being sick bit, is now I have some days off.. ooh luxury. Of course, I need to spend the majority of the time learning a new script that I need under my proverbial belt by Friday, which I won't, but I have to, but still, after getting 2 large groups the last 2 days, exactly when I was feeling light headed and woozy and really didn't need that, it'll be good to not have to leave the house and engage with real live people for a while. Now that's luxury. Maybe I'm in the wrong profession :/

Like I said..

I've been busy. I feel like I've been working long hours every day in a row for weeks and weeks. In reality, I'm on my 5th day in a row today, and I do usually 3/4 hours, or 7/8 every couple of days, which I know is not that impressive, indeed lazy hours for normal people, but in my defense, it has been very hot, and my job takes me outdoors, in the baking sun, up hills and round bends and.. actually there's not too much climbing hills either. Ok so I'm a lightweight, but I have been busy working every day and so, not much time to check in. At least not after the beers I generally have until late at night after work most days, so that's my excuse. It hasn't been so bad though, despite the heat, and the doing work part of it, it's been kind of fun really although I've come to the point where I need at least a brief rest from telling the same shit about the same stuff yet again for the nth time, n being 5, if you're talking days in a row. One more day and then, well I don't know, next week is a mystery. If people return and get over weird mysterious illnesses, I might go back to being someone more similar to myself, ie a lazy person who only works a few days. I'm kind of looking forward to that. And the rain, I really would like it to rain.

Spooked!

Every now and again, when  I feel I should write but have nothing to write about, which happens well.. every day when I set myself one of these "write every day for a month" things.. not the thing I'm going to mention but the having nothing to write about thing, well the thing, not the having nothing to write about itself, but the other thing is to look through the archives and see what I wrote about on this day.. whatever year.

First I get depressed. Or not depressed exactly, a less severe version of it, morose maybe, or is that worse? I dunno.. a bit crummy then. I see a whole bunch of "something cool is happening and I hope it works out", "something cool might happen and I hope it happens", and much more "I should be doing something but I'm not doing it, or I'm not doing it properly, or there's nothing going on I hope stuff happens at some point" etc etc etc. And of course, that cool thing didn't work out, those cool things didn't happen, and I'm still not doing whatever I was supposed to be doing or the stuff that I hoped I would be doing later. And a whole lot of nothing on this date for a few years, until I find one..

2011 

Back when I was still tour guiding, the first one. The ghosty tours. Now, there was one tour we did, where we went into the creepy, spooky underground of Prague Town Hall. It is pretty spooky and creepy. It's apparently haunted and a bunch of guides, pretty much all of them said they'd had encounters down there, or at least some sort of incident which the people on the tour were really into and it made it awesome. That never happened to me, maybe it was because of my skepticism, I do't believe in ghosts or anything magical, because, um, it's completely fucking stupid how anyone can believe in any of that shit I don't know, but still.. there's something about it all that seems to at least make a tour really cool if nothing else.

and then one night.. exactly 3 years ago, well, plus 12 hours or so, it happened! I mean I didn't see anything, there were some strange noises that seemed unexplained at the time and everyone was freaked out, and that made me freaked out which made them freaked out even more.. and after that every little noise, even someone moving across the dusty floor made us all jump and at the end one girl started crying cos she was so scared and had to be taken out. Everyone else loved it though, even her dad and sister so.. there you go.

Good times :).

Well fuck.. this blog is dead, I think.

It's been a month. A whole month! Well, minus almost 10 hours but that's quite a long time to go without posting, for me. Just haven't been, I dunno, in the frame of mind.

A month ago I was busy, I was working, getting used to the new swing of things, braving the heat out on the street, but things were pretty positive. I think it's about a day after I last wrote that things began to edge downhill. Maybe 3 days I dunno, but well.. I don't want to whine but.

I still think I'm pretty good at it, tour guiding that is. In fact, I know I'm at least good to fucking great depending on the day, usually somewhere in between, but the powers that be don't seem to think so, at least I think they don't think so, it's hard to tell, they don't tell us anything.

Just things, it started small, then I got over that but something else smallish came up, that turned out to be bigger, then something completely fucked up which for a while didn't seem to matter then the other thing came back and mattered eve more than I thought it had or well.. actually I don't know, there's something the matter but I really don't know exactly what and just how much.

So I don't know where I stand at the moment, it's stressful and does a number on my confidence which I don't have much of in the first place, and well.. I'm going to be honest here, I'm a wallower.. and hearing that I'm basically shit in one way or the other, both this job related and otherwise, again and again, when I'm just desperate to for once hear some good news... plunges me into the depths of.. well wallowing. I shouldn't do that, I know, it's unproductive, but, it's true I do that.

Oh I went to Slovakia for the first time, the other day. Been living here over 10 years and never been to Slovakia, can you believe that? Well I have now. To Bratislava. Just for one day, for a purpose, not mine, but finally the purpose was a good one, so we went together and made it a nice day.

I do have another audition today, I think. It might even be a callback from the last time I went to one that I thought I'd not been considered at, but I'm not sure. Not sure of anything. It's pretty much how things usually are for me, I don't even know what's happening in my own life. I should do something about that too.

I might write again soon, but I don't know.

So.. things..

Things people. Real things.

They are coming up. Got a couple of auditions, well one that I should go on for experience and to get used to being slightly more professional.. or rather a bit closer to professional.. let's just say, edge just a little bit further away from entirely unprofessional.. anyway, hope that'll do at least ok that I don't look like a complete chump. There's a casting for film school movies which I sometimes get cast in, and sometimes I don't so. .I'll see.

Oh and I'm starting work finally. I've been "training" for this company for ages and next weekend I'm finally starting the tours so that's something that will definitely be happening even if the other two events this week don't lead to anything further.

Yeah, I haven't been writing. I have been doing things, a bit. Was an evil guard/ front of house er.. person for  a production of a play about a future dystopia.. sort of. Went to Karlovy Vary for the film festival.. saw a couple of films but mostly hung around the city, being cold because it was freezing that weekend despite the calendar and.. well just more meetings and practice and tests to get to this point where I'm actually on the schedule for doing a tour although I haven't doen one yet.

I might write again, soonish. Then again might not.

Relatively easy come, even more easy go.

I almost had a job. Well I was closer to getting one than I have been for a long time, well.. since the last job I had. Not as close as the last almost job before the last job I had, which was only for one month.. (the job only lasted one month, I didn't fuck up and get fired or anything).. as I actually worked at that one, one full plus a bit shift, and got a job with them but somehow a change in management made them completely forget about me..

Anyway.. I saw a posting, answered it, actually got a reply, which is rare in itself, had a meeting, seemed to be going well.. went along on one of the tours to see what it was about for it is a tour guide job and.. well.. someone else got it, and there was only one position they had to give see.

So that's it for that.

At least the domicile is slowly being pieced back together, finally got the washing machine fixed, the hole in the wall is one step closer to being sealed properly, and a dude is fixing the water heater which got screwy again a few days ago.. well still heats water but the heater hasn't been working. Of course it's been a particularly cold couple of days, but the point is we're almost back to fully operational, that is if nothing else screws up before it's done which could take longer than this current visit and the 2 for the other issue.

Oh whatever.

I said it wouldn't be a good idea.. didn't I?

So, I grumblingly, begrudgingly went to work last night. Felt awful, just your common cold, sore throat, very tired due to said sore throat.. nothing one can't live with but not something you want when you need to lead a group of people around outside at night, in winter, while being all entertaining and stuff.

Well it wasn't bad, cozy group of 6 people, they all seemed nice, and interested, no garbage truck turned up just as I was at the Golden Bears to drown me out.. was feeling a little tickly in the throat but it wasn't the worst. By the end of the tour it got bad, part cold air, strong wind, and bad air down in the creepy catacombs, by the time I was done my throat was terrible, my body weak and sore.. and to make it all just fucking wonderful, the tram was just crowded enough that the 2 women who shoved before me just a few seconds before the tram came, got the last seats left. I really needed a seat.

Today I'm better, I think, at least better than I was when I came home, throat not as bad, bit sniffly, and will be sneezy but at least I can hang around here all night, so I have a chance at recovering.

Of course, tomorrow I've got to go wandering around the Castle up on the freezing, windy hill for 3 hours.

JMG.

The big recovery..

So, had one of my "fucking sick without being able to do a damn thing all day" days.. yesterday, following, of course a night of going out and having to much fun..

Yes, again. It happens over and over but somehow, at that point in the night when I should just stop drinking, where if I just quit then and there I'd be maybe not shining and healthy in the morning, I would at least have at most a minor headache, and not feel like getting up too early, but.. I kept going. Seemed like a good idea at the time or at least the very thought of a horrible next day didn't occur to me. Had other stuff on my mind, like.. well, there was stuff.

And I was scheduled to work yesterday, 2 tours. Not until the evening, but when I have these days, they go all day.. however, I'm usually good to do something by night time, and I thought I was, I left to go there, feeling a bit woozy on the tram but thought it might be ok, then I walked to the office and knew that there was no way I could work. At best I'd be very low key, probably not loud enough, and not able to act as though I was in a good mood, and at worst I would have made a very embarrassing and unprofessional spectacle of myself. Not a good thing, so, it being one of the less popular tours, and no one having booked it yet, I was able to go home.. and someone covered the other one. Things were better after that, just due to not having to worry about such things.. but it took a long time before I felt able to so much as drink water without feeling sick.. but I did, I was so thirsty.. and food, well, it's the first time in ages I've gone a whole 24 hour period without eating a single thing.. I was pretty hungry this morning.

I'm sure you really wanted to know all that.

Summer finally showed up.

And fuck is it hot! Really fucking hot.

I mean, I know, I should be pleased, this is what I wanted, the lack of this is what I've been moaning about for the last month.. but fuck! It's just too hot. It needs to stop.

Last night was hot, one of the first night since being here we had to have the windows open. Of course, it also had to be the noisiest fucking night since.. well.. since about moving in, there was some scuffle on the street, some hooligans, I dunno, yelling and banging things, our building I think.. then a bunch of people talking, the police and witnesses I expect.. and after ages when that died down there were numerous maintenance vehicles, very noisy ones passing by all night and early morning.. and people.. talking loud, yelling, being loud, yelling.. that sort of thing.

And it was hot. It's still hot, too hot, and in about an hour I need to put on a long dark coat and hat, and stand around for 20 minutes, hoping to fuck that tonight the tourists are not in the mood for walking around the castle for 3 hours.. otherwise I then have to.. yes, walk around the castle for the next 3 hours, at least 2 of which will remain really fucking hot, and the other which would be perfect for a lovely evening walk if you're wearing appropriate clothing for the weather, ie, not a long dark coat.

It's too hot, I think I mentioned that.

*feels a bit sheepish and stuff*

And.. it got me. I've been doing these tours for a while, been in the underground.. the really spooky bit lots and lots of times, and sometimes with very small groups.. and I'm never actually scared myself, despite trying to convince others it's so damn scary but..

People get scared often, sometimes we hear something that just possibly is not quite explainable, some people are just spooked from being in there, and at least once every night someone walks across one of the metal covers on the floor making a loud noise which freaks people out. A sudden noise after silence.. and then everyone realizes it's just the floor.. the tour equivalent of the cat jumping out in the horror film, which is foreboding for the real scary action.

Well last night this made me jump. I felt pretty silly.. the same fucking thing that happens on every tour, and it fucking scared me... how ridiculous am I? It was after some strange noises that the group seemed pretty weirded out by.. and tbph, I was a little as well.

Actually I lie.. just 2 nights ago, in there with 2 people we heard something sounding like the rattling of metal, which was weird, and alter while telling a story, one of them thought she'd heard that noise again.. and I did the condensed version of the story so I could get out of that room quicker.

So yeah.. I'm little scaredy cat :)

Some things I don't like.

Yes, there are things I don't like, my unusually happy sunny self actually on occasion grumbles about things.. vocally.. and even writes abou them!

kay.. so enough sarcasm. There are "literally" millions of things I don't like and despite the frequency of complaining on this blog I've only ever pointed out a small fraction of them, but today I'm going to focus on a few, that have been bothering me at the moment.

*People coming up to me as soon as I get to the Orloj, that is our "meeting point" for work. Some people may know I'm a tour guide, and well we need to get to the spot 20 minutes before to wait, greet people for the tour and try to entice more to join.. well, lately I've barely had time to put my umbrella up and sort out the coordination between umbrella, lantern and brochures I'm supposed to hold before someone pounces on me with tickets for the tour. It's annoying.

*Having to hold an open umbrella, lit lantern and hold brochures with 2 hands for 20 minutes at the meeting point before every tour. I actually don't need the lantern for every single tour, but it's still annoying to have to do all the rest.

*When people show up immediately upon my arriving at the meeting point, demanding my attention and then more people come, and people keep coming and coming... and it looks like I'm going to have this huge group that I'm going to have to shout to.. it really only bothers me at the time because either the group stops at a reasonable point, and when it's a large number it always turns out to be ok, but this still bothers me.

*When someone shows up at the last second wanting to go on a tour so I need to hold it all up to deal with their stuff, after standing there doing nothing for the last 10 minutes.

*Needing to get to the meeting point 20 minutes before a tour, and stand there while people show up. Yeah... I really dislike this part.. how could you tell?

Yeah that's it. For now.

*Waiting at the "meeting point" for work. We need to get there, at the Orloj, 20 minutes before the tour,

Friday again..

They do seem to come around often, not as often as Mondays, but they do show up a fair bit. I can't really make as big a deal about Friday as normal people do.. I mean, never really having um.. worked. Well not never but close enough to never to casually call it never. I always felt a bit of the vibe off the regular folk when Friday came around however.. and since living with a person with a real job, it's been more important to me, but still.

Now I have a job. I work. Did I mention I'm a worker now? Hard worker.. almost like a real person. Well.. I work weekends! Not all weekends, but sometimes on the weekend and usually at least one of the days that incorporate the weekend, including Friday, seeing I work nights it kinda counts. This weekend was originally going to be the one weekend this month I had free, no tour Friday, none on Saturday.. and nothing at all on Sunday.

Then more scripts and more tours came along.. and there was training which always happens on the weekends.. and it turned out I had the test of this new tour on a Sat and Sun.. nooooooooooooo.. I screamed.. no fair!!!!

Then I realized it was for Friday and Saturday, which was slightly less noyin. Well now I'm working tomorrow night which is a slight improvement on losing (some of) my Saturday eve due to training/test because I at least get paid for this, but still.

I do however (as of writing) have Sunday free. Guess I can be holy and stuff.

It "literally" will not end.

Ok, today. Woke up, but didn't get up, tho I wanted to do an early trip to move stuff.. just lay in bed listening to a dude get pissed off trying to find a belt that later turned out to be still in the other flat.

Got up.. milled around a bit, then set off, walked in rain across the park. Get to flat, take some heavy/awkward things, wait at tram stop in rain, run to other tram, get home, walk up 4 flights of stairs, realize I don't have front door key for this flat, it was separate from all the others and I left it in my regular bag which I didn't being. Go back to other flat, start cleaning, try to call dude who has stuff at the flat to get it. Finally get through to dude, keep cleaning, dude comes, doesn't want to take stuff, grumbles and whines, make some plan for later. Go back to flat with key.. come up, bring in stuff plus stuff that was by the door, check bank.. call dude, make plans to meet at other flat, go to other flat.... get together other stuff, awkward things that aren't carried easily.. call dude who isn't anywhere near and isn't going to be any time soon so go back home with stuff.

Let dude in like a minute after I've climbed the stairs.. missing opportunity to have someone help with awkward and heavy stuff up the stairs.. eat food dude got, shower, watch people at tram stop while showering... this bit is actually the most pleasant one of the day.

Run around getting crazy like a frazzled person because everything is in a complete mess and I can't find my clothes for work, or hair dryer and I need it because my hair will not dry before I need to go and it's freezing, though not raining anymore.

Get out of here.. get to tram stop to meet other dude to give key.. he's a bit late, have some other silly issue which results in me being late at the office.. rush to office, change, get lantern etc etc and go down to the Orloj.

People for tour.. a 3 hour tour.. thought maybe no one would come because it had been raining and it was freezing.. in fact I was hoping it, but I got 6 people, all one family.

It was alright.. nothing to write home about or indeed on a blog about, but not a disaster, and it was my first one of these tours so.. whatev.

Get at tram stop as my tram just leaves, despite being a frequently running tram it's just over 10 minutes before another one comes, is slightly peeves, and very cold. Get on tram along with many people including guy with guitar who sits and proceeds to play. Listen to music all the way long, and have Elvis song in my head played by some guy and random passengers on a tram all night.

Get home.. eat, relax do normal boring stuff, go to bed in enough time (hopefully) to get up early for handover of keys and last trip back with stuff..

and that's it.

I'm like.. so hard working and stuff..

omg I've just been doing so much lately.. hardly have time to breathe.. and sit around spending hours wasting time on the internet.. it's like.. I'm a normal person or something.. almost. Except... this has occurred over the weekend.. the weekend!

Well. training for a new tour.. a 3 hour tour.. which I'm supposed to be ready for in April.. um.. no way.. I think, well we're hurrying so we had a training session yesterday, walking around and up and down hills, with a small (very small) break in the monastery brewery pub.. and then a tour.. small one this time.. went well.. these people actually seemed to like me! and then, I get back from my tour and after waiting around in the drizzle for the guy at reception of the building to let me in.. and changing and transferring all my tour stuff for my regular stuff.. the 9pm guy is sick, so I do another tour! And if that's not exhausting enough, I have training again today.. in the afternoon.. and it's an hour sooner than it is because the clocks went forward today! See how much I do. Yeah. And on THE WEEKEND.

Told I was almost normal. Kinda.

I like it nice and round.

*pauses to let people make whatever they wish of that title*

Happy equinox.. wherever you are in the world! I'd say happy spring too... although a) I'm not quite 100% that today is the proper 1st day o spring.. where I am, and quite possibly where you are is not displaying whether which is appropriate for the beginning of spring.. c) there are places that don't really have the 4 seasons so much as really really hot and typhoon or whatever.. and d) The entire southern hemisphere does not apply as they're just starting autumn (excluding those parts of the sh that also come under the c. heading) which is something I always overlook on these seasonal milestones despite the fact that I'M FROM THE DAMN SOUTHERN HEMISPHERE MYSELF FOR FUCKS SAKE!

So yeah.. equinox.. go for it.

Numbers. I like them nice and round... like 9. nice and round.. nice and not too big and not too small. I had 9 people on a tour tonight.. and despite repeating some past mistakes.. making some new ones, fumbling as much as I usually do including a big fiasco with the lantern (yet again) and on top of that losing some of my much ballyhooed command in places during the stories... I reckon I done pretty well. Well.. that is aside from being strangely affected by the lantern fuel.. sorta got a headache standing there, and then in the musty underground I got a bit lightheaded, but I still managed to (if I may say so myself) rock it. Sorta. I dunno.. people seemed to like it all.. or maybe they were pretending.. or I don't read people very well. Possibly. All I can say is.. despite all the cockups.. oh whatev.. I can do this stuff and with more experience I'll lose the rough edges I still retain.. eventually.

New Stuff.

Being new is hard.. I mean.. well in anything, new place.. doing something new... you can see where this is going.

Well maybe not, but I'll get there. It's hard for most people.. but for me it's.. I dunno.. probably averagely bad.. no.. more.. I'm more nervous, more scatterbrained.. or maybe I just think I am. Well.. inevitably.. I'm nervous.. then a few small things happens.. usually it starts off completely disastrous or relatively well.. inf act, unusually well and I'm all like what the fuck was I worried about I'm rocking this! Well something like that.

Well my first 2 tours went fine... small ones, 2 people each though I had a few problems at the starting point for the second one.. but the actual tours I think I did splendidly.. or at least ok. Then I had a big group and well.. actually I told my stories with great aplomb, imho.. and I took everyone to the right place.. kept time.. well I wasn't so off but...

well the little things, the having to juggle multiple things my too few hands, and all the little stuff you're supposed to tall them throughout the tour and turning on lamps that don't even work so it looks like you don't know how.. and the brochure thing... well.. not so well. And it sucks that people are going to remember the fumbling as opposed to say.. the awesome way I told them all the stories on the tour... ya know.

Anyway.. that's all.

The job thing.

More on this "work" thing I'm doing now.

So, did another new tour last night, the other one we do.. well one of the other ones we do.

Um, went ok.. I guess.

Started off a bit wonky.. again.. shameful! Got there slightly later than I should have.. bad me! Then I couldn't get the key to the hall leading to the office open, and couldn't get in until somebody else came out.

The I couldn't light the bloody lamp.. o and I didn't have a lighter which we need for this, because mine like, disappeared, but I'd completely forgotten to think about it until I was about to leave.. *looks displeased with self*.. but I had matches, but I couldn't light it. *tuts and stuff*

So.. I put on my jacket, hat, umbrella and took some brochures and went to the meeting place. No one there so I sat in the corner trying to light the lamp.. my matches kept going out but it didn't make any difference because I didn't know how to light it anyway. So I go to the spot.. try to open the umbrella.. couldn't at first but then I managed.

Then some people come and ask if I'm the tour they're booked with, so I look at their printout and scour it and stuff and deduce they are.

Well... the cashier and boss came up and figures out they are not with us.. oh and I was standing in the wrong spot :Z.. then we try to light my lamp.. I can't do it, she tries while I hold it but can't do it with the matches.. some people come for the tour and the guy has a lighter so we do it but she's totes not pleased that I couldn't light it, and only had matches, and hadn't done it all before going there, and that I was in the wrong spot.. and probably for giving the wrong info to those other people..

well the two people were again, the only people I had for the tour. Not English speakers.. not really at all.. and not such big photographers.. but I managed. I simplified the language, and used my hands, and overall it went ok.

I did figure out how to light the lantern though.. will know for next time :)

*looks all smug and stuff*

So.. I did another test today, for a tour I'm already scheduled to do, so it was sorta kinda important I did well.. I think. Don't know really. Well I aced it, I mean, maybe I did. I know it all pretty well, and tell it good so I think I'm ready. One story I'm still shaky on but that's just one I feel I really need to work on more.. piece of piss really.

I wasn't worried about it, then I was, sorta, I met one of the other newbies in the office who'd done his test before me and said he'd gotten criticized for doing the stories differently than the scripts, and telling stuff out of order and I thought.. shoot! That's kinda what I do..

well, maybe I do it less out of order because I pretty much got commended on my stuff, and some parts that I added to much and moved around a bit more than others I was advised that I didn't really need that stuff.. so, still on Monday eve.

Been walking a lot, and am pretty tired. And I feel like beer.

The fun's not over yet...

One can't rest on one's laurels you know. What are laurels exactly? And why would one want to rest on them? I suppose if one knew what laurels were, one would know the answer to that second question? Hmmm..

Well... I have a test for another tour, a different one than the one I just did, tomorrow.. and then I'm doing it for real on Monday night. I don't know what'll happen if I monumentally fuck it up tomorrow, I spose, I dunno.

Anyway, this one is the one we recently trained for, so I know it pretty well. I should know it pretty well. It's also the one I learnt the stories for in a different way.. not so much learning them, like spending much time on them as.. kinda sorta knowing what they're about and winging it. I mean I winged it pretty good but.. well, I still have time to brush up on them.

And of course, Monday, all over again, first time with a new tour...