March 27th, 2006.
California is its usual rollercoaster, and we pack as much in as we can. Sleeping little, some nights we’re out too late, all nights we’re up too late, I Love
March 23rd, 2005.
Yeah, even when I’m playing, I’m still working in these bars. I hate them. I hate the smell and I hate the noise. I hate watching the guy with the
March 21st, 2006.
It’s just always cold here. I realize that’s not always the case, just that since autumn struck here, I’ve had circumstances to return to California, Pennsylvania more frequently in the
March 14th, 2006.
We sweep into town and we make visits and we poke our families and often as not, my mom wants me to sit and watch a movie with her. As
March 11th, 2006.
I normally like cats. I have no problem with either their arrogance, their aloofness, or their hedonism. I feel that I sort of relate to these traits… However, I definitely
March 6th, 2006.
Let me talk to you about bathrooms. I’ve talked about them before. Let me onto the floor again. The cold, tile floor most likely. We have encountered many a bathroom
March 5th, 2006.
After spending the first couple of nights with Katie, we’ve moved on to staying with my old friend Nicole. We stayed with her last time we were in Charlotte, back
March 4th, 2006.
Sitting in Concord, NC. Dinner is slowly happening to a peice of pork in the kitchen, and Heather’s playing with the cat, and I’m realizing that I’ve truly been slacking
March 3rd, 2006.
Nightmares about apocalypse. Heather claims I have a lot of them, but I think they’re just the most memorable, perhaps. All in all, this one was a lot less graphic
March 1st, 2006.
I’m sitting in the Smelly Cat Coffeehouse in Charlotte, NC amidst old painted doors and desk lamps and hanging metal foil biplanes. It seems a very cool place though the