Brother, can you spare some time?

Yeesh. Just one busking outing this week. I thought I was getting quite an audience at one point because the trains stopped running for about forty minutes....and then my string broke. I thought I had a replacement, so I started fitting a new one in before realizing that I'd picked the wrong string. The proper G string (that just doesn't good) was waiting at home for me, so I packed up and called it a night. Not too eventful. I was kinda grumping around all day, and because office work's getting crazy and longer (I hate having to use that as an excuse), I didn't find a pitch until 8:00 or so. This weekend's not looking so good either...it's amazing how quickly I can get rusty.