It’s Tuesday night and I’m beat. Four housr of sleep after four housr of drinking and norehbang isn’t nearly enough, and I’m pretty sure I’m getting too old to pull off this crap. It’s and 11pm show in Manhattan, which means that she’s not taking the stage until close to midnight.
And yet I wait.
It’s the principal of the matter, now. I’ve missed three or four shows, I’ve tried to do this for three years. Finally, FINALLY, tonight I just might be able to catch Vienna Teng in concert. I just hope I don’t accidentally poke her eye out, like I nearly did last time.
