My Toby Joe is heading to San Francisco for business this evening. I hate it when he leaves. I don’t like to be away from him. I know I have issues and am high maintenance, but I guess it’s better than rejoicing every time he leaves. I also hate it when he flies, drives, moves, or swims. :]
He returns on Thursday just in time for the Song’s Ohia show at Southpaw.
What am I going to do all day and night?