Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Last Legs

Slept til noon today thanks to some sleeping pills. I'm so exhausted. I can't take much more of this being in a different bed every night, but a girl has to make a living.

No, it's not an excerpt from "Butterfield 8", just a lame attempt to update the diary after three months of touring. I miss writing, but I can barely speak in coherent sentences let alone compose entire paragraphs.

Only two more shows, Brighton and Leicester, and then back home.

8 comments:

Rosie said...

Home soon then, and if you are lucky, a Cheeky monkey

amy said...

Perfect, Rosie! And a long bike ride...(unless there's some horrendous weather down there I don't know about)

Non, Je ne regrette rien said...

the Dordogne misses you ... not too much rain lately so hurry hurry!

softinthehead said...

Hi Amy found your blog I don't know how but really enjoyed reading all the way through - it's fascinating stuff. Disappointed there were no Canadian dates but maybe we can catch you sometime when we are in France. :)

halfpear said...

Amy! Wake up!

Great to see you and Eric in Chapel Hill. Come back soon, pal. Well, whenever you get a little rest under your belt.

PH

travelling, but not in love said...

keep going. home soon. then you can sleep for as long as you like. How lovely will that be!

Non, Je ne regrette rien said...

are you home yet? wanna get together on Sunday (lunch/dinner?) let me know ...

amy said...

Looks like we may be French neighbors Mme Soft - I look forward to reading about your progress.

Peter, it was swell to see you in NC. PS I just read your amazing blog in the NY Times, the story of Love Is For Lovers. So much stuff I didn't know, told so entertainingly (if that is a word).

Yes TBNIL, non-hotel sleep, hallelujah!

Kim we're back - see you Sunday, and best of luck getting ready for your travels.