lamentedm

Im happy again. That girl that sings... That girl that didnt call me... That girl that made fun of the way I spoke... That girl that held my hand when I pulled my tail between my legs and tried to runaway... She called me last nite. I told her that I thought she was never going to call me. Her response, I told you I would call. Im calling. Relax. How did she know? I felt like such a dork. I kept laughing like a little school boy. She flat out asked if I was nerveous. I told her yes. She asked why. I said, why the fuck not? I cant wait to hear from her again. *sings* And I ask myself, where is my mind? With my feet in the air and my head on floor!


I can't wait to play tonite. I've never played the PressBox. If we get a room for the show tonite... I'm ganna drink me a whole bottle of the Goose.