may 25th

after being home for almost a month, i have kinda realised a few things.

i decided when i got home i should spent alot of the money i made on tour paying loans and such. after doing this, i have spent the whole month either chilling with keogh or sat at home.

i have realised my friends mainly wanna do stuff involving money, no one is ever down to just hang out. it kinda makes me question my life at home. i mean sitting at home alone for a month? thats some bullshit right now.

i understand some people ask me to do stuff, but i am broke. there's nothing i can do about that. i am just down to hang.

i have learned not to bother with people anymore, it's just a waste of my time asking people to do stuff. no one wants to know.

fuck being home, and fuck whoever has better things to do.

jams:

alkaline trio
cassino
blink 182

oliver

may 11th

so it's been forever since i updated this piece. since the last update i did the following:

finished the us tour.
drink champagne on the last night.
flew from columbus to newark.
spend 6 hours at newark waiting for a flight.
watched remember the titans and planet earth on my macbook...sweet.
i then got on a plane and hung out with a guy that plays drums.
we had a seat in between us free.
i spread my legs and tried to watch 5 different movies.
they all sucked.
i arrived in heathrow and waited for the band for an hour.
we then waited for the bus.

then we started a uk tour that night in oxford. we then went to london, birmingham, manchester, newcastle and glasgow. the uk tour was pretty bangin. kids in glass houses are sweet bros. beat union rock it uk style and kill hannah are rad bros with crazy lights.

after we ended that tour, we jumped in a van and did the give it a name festivals. during this time..the following events took place:

we drove to birmingham. hung out with some sweet friends in mxpx and receiving end of sirens.
watched a bunch of bands.
ate sweet food.
watched jimmy eat world.
they were amazing.

after this we then drove all night to get to a festival in belgium called the grosrock festival...during this time the following happened:

i got woken at 9am to sell merch.
shitty deal.
i tried to survive in a tent full of sweat.
and sweaty people.
i saw old friends from holland.
i met some killer merch guy who was from belgium.
he taught me how to say 'one size only'.
i heard the ataris play an old school set.
it made my day wonderful.
we then packed up and left...
not before i ate more sweet food.

we then drove back to london for the last give it a name date. during this day the following happened:

i arrived at the venue.
i hung out with security dudes for awhile.
then ran into duncan and laughed.
i watched beat union.
hung out in the dressing room forever.
shouted at people about merch.
watched hit the lights kill it.
watched hit the lights get mobbed by a million people.
watched sparta kill it,
then jimmy eat world...wow.
i met jim adkins and acted retarded....'i'm your biggest fan...i love you'
jim said 'oh.....cool'
we then left.

we got to the hotel the night before, so we spent 2 nights there. during this time:

i complained about having to pay 12 pounds for parking.
i complained about needing 7 pounds fifty to use wireless internet.
i complained about the price of room service.
i complained about not being able to bring in food to the place.
i complained about everything.

after that i came home the next day and i have been here for 2 weeks. getting high everyday, doing nothing else. i took down some tiles in our bathroom. wow.

recent jams:

cassino.
1997.
kids in glass houses.

oliver