had dinner with the gorgeous girls of the 18th. how lucky can someone really be to meet all these great people? i’m counting my blessings. man, i’m tired. i can’t think.
last night i watched my last gig of barbie’s cradle. i wrote them a letter and it came out pretty sentimental. had a part that was thanking them for giving us amazing music, reminding me the beauty of simply being alive to experience it. individually potent, collectively breathtaking. i really want to play in a band. its so.. spiritual. i’m pooped.