boyziggy had to work last night, but he was only about two miles away and had the Mime Troupe van, so he picked me up around 3 a.m. We drove to the Troupe laden with sound equipment from the event, with another truck following. When we got there, the gate was padlocked and none of the keys from the office opened it. Ziggy had to unscrew the lock from the gate with his pocket tool in the pouring rain. Then we hauled all of the equipment in, Ziggy left a nasty note, and we headed out to try to flag down a cab. We didn't get home till after 4:30 a.m.
I have so many things I want to change about myself this year. But whenever I've committed specific goals and plans to writing, to LJ or privately, I haven't kept them. So I'm not going to make out a list of resolutions here or anywhere else. The only thing I'll say is that my primary goal in 2004 is to be more productive. I believe 2003 was my least productive year ever, both at work and in my personal life. I'm not sure how I'm going to change, but change I must. We're none of us getting any younger.