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We're back from the beach, and I am completely NOT happy with that thought. Even more-so the fact that I'm back at work. And....the fact that I didn't get to wake up beside of Becca in that huge-ass King size bed. So...f'n poop. But, we had a great time, and I would love to live there, in the exact place we stayed! And, now that we're back I was just informed from the lady we rented from that there was a hot tub. Just on the other side of the pool...and that was one of the first things I was looking for when we got there. But, the Dropkick Murphy's was absolutely nothing less than "THE SHIT!!!" By far the best show I have ever been too. If you get a chance...Check out the band called "The Tossers." An Irish band from Chicago. Those guys are bad-ass! But, great time, great foods and stuff. Great place to stay. Bought some cool shit....and came home with lots of beer left over. So...guess we just have to look forward to the next time. I'm not kidding when I say that I want to live it down straight up "Jimmy Buffet" style though. Becca and myself, little (but nice) place) by the beach, my guitar, margaritas with the little umbrellas and fruit, and a little weeny dog named Chuck or Quaffe. That's what I'm talking about.

Anyway...still have a cold, which I think I gave to Becca....can't seem to get it out of my system. Stomach tattoos hurt pretty bad, and having a girl digging her fist in your fresh tattoo for about an hour and a half doesn't help too much either. Great show though! I got on stage at the end...it was awesome. Didn't think I was going to be able too. Cool stuff. Happy B-day baby...hope you had a great one.