Home Sweet Bus.

Aug 16, 2005 20:52

Finally got the A/C fixed on my damn bus... so I moved out of Nick's and back "home" . Got my own space, my own shit, my own clothes and CD's and..

And sometimes its fucking lonely. Marcus is snoring. I looked out the back window for a good ten miles, watching Howies bus follow behind me. He's probably sound asleep. He's always sound asleep. I'm awake, intensely awake, cant-shake-the-adreneline-rush awake.

I've already pawed through my gifts..more bracelets, some cards I dont feel like reading, sometimes they are too personal, too depressing. And more gifts, this red T shirt.."Huge Package company". I took some scissors and cut off the sleeves and the bottom hem and now its perfect, just perfect.

Nicks probably got 3 friends and 5 groupies on his bus. Howie probably has a sister and at least one cousin on his. Brian's got a family..Kevin is probably alone and he is probably pretty damn happy about that. He's been kind of testy this tour, OK, thats not so unusual but I'll still give him some space.

Shoulda hopped the band bus, hung out with Slim, talked tattoos, played some poker..damn that bus driver cant drive though, kind of scary.

Howie wont get mad if I wake him up. Maybe he's alone too. Or maybe his jersey girl is with him. Fuck. I'm telling my driver to pull off up here, I need a burger before we hit the George Washington Bridge, God knows how long we'll be stuck in traffic.

I'm calling Howard. This is too much space.
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