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What a fucking week. Neil and Stiles were at the show tonight...thanks sooo much! It's possible that I could have one more show on Thursday if the hurricane prevents the lead from returning from Rome.

I really need a vacation now. It's been a really long time. Recidivist and I went to Ireland for his cousin's wedding in April...but weddings are NEVER vacation time. Before that it was a Thailand trip in April of 2002....so I think I'm due for something huge. Peru? India? Or perhaps I should just go visit my sister in Germany. The truth of the matter is that I really should start saving money so that when the show closes I'm not a broke motherfucker.

Tomorrow I'm sinigng at Macy's ....should be interesting...nothing like singing to some shoppers who basically don't wanna here show shit. Hurray!

I just ate some bread...I am certain that nightmares will follow as they always do when I eat before bed. Yippee.

I am farting every six seconds I think. I had these sugar free cookies....with maltitol...don't do it people. For your asses' sake. That shit will fuck your hole up.