the world has turned and left me here

things go slightly awry

Ah but alas things do not always turn out as we want them to. At the Abbey Pub we sit around for a while until suddenly it dawns on us that Blonde Redhead doesn't come on until 11:45 pm (what the heck?) which means, with our last Metra leaving downtown at 12:40, we will probably end up sleeping on a bench in the train station if we don't do something fast. So we cook up this idea to leave immediately and bring the car back.

I am cursing up a storm because it looks like we will be late & I have just driven 8 and a half hours to see this band I've been planning to see for months now. We're both stressed out but still find some time to goof off some in Chicago Union Station between connections.