worst. emotion. ever.
I'm working in the Council House, next to our (Nottingham City Councils) new market square where there's a live music event going on this weekend. And Clarky Cat (I like) and I Was A Cub Scout (i like also) are on the bill, and a bunch of shit bands are on the bill too owing to a local paper run competition, and The Magic Numbers and Just Jack etc are on too.
And I'm enduring sickness, cause I want to play. Its like being out and running into an ex girlfriend getting off with a much more attractive man. I WANT TO BE PLAYING!
If I could remove one emotion. It would be that.