**Motto**
"The secret of being a bore is to tell everything." -Voltaire

Taking Care

__2004-12-17 @ 5:17 p.m._______

So, I made the 2000 mile trek across the great wild west nothingness for the second time in five months with the Bork, car filled again with my belongings, and had plenty of time to think about all the bullshit I've been through in the last year or so. Too much time as a matter of fact, but don't be mistaken- none of this is in the form of a complaint. Really, I just completed 15 months of complete insanity that, in all honesty, might not ever be matched in this humble lifetime. I'm not gonna sit here and make a list of it all, but I can't help but think that in spite of all the traveling, all the emotional seesawing, all the penny pinching made it, if anything, the least boring part of my life ever. And yet, here I am- my life is completely changing again. Who knows what I'll do next, right? I mean, I've moved so much over the past two years, I can basically pack a suitcase, my acoustic, and backpack and go wherever I want without leaving much behind. Maybe I'll go on tour FOREVER!:)

But seriously, folks...no seriously, don't expect me to mope around and think about how it all could have been or how much of my life I lost a couple of weeks ago. Not goin' out like that. I'm excited to see what's ahead for the band and looking forward to being single for awhile. Remember when I use to say I loved being single?

Talked to Nick and Charlie last nite...good long talks, made me feel good, but made me miss 'em to death. Too bad I'll miss Sir Charles in the bay area over the holidays, love that guy. I told Nick about my new laptop and he told me to go fall on a knife...or maybe that was Charlie that said that. Either way, they both told me to go injure myself in some way. You can really tell when your good bastard friends love you when they tell you to go elliot smith yourself- not only does it show good taste in music but a genuine token of affection.


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