a list is a terrible thing to waste

sometimes i make lists.
sometimes, i even make lists on what i should be doing and how i should be doing it.
(this entire writing experiment is a result of one of those lists)
i actually went through one particularly pressing list i had stored on my iPhone late last year and was pleased to see that i actually followed through on a couple of those promises to myself.
but there is still one particular bullet point that i have yet to honour.
and tonight, as i met Kev and Karim in the hallways here and heard about the loft party they will be playing at tonight, i couldn't help but wonder if i would have the butterflies in my stomache, waiting for that 11 pm slot to come around.
had i followed through...