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i just drove all night from Las Cruces, NM to Austin, TX. and now here i am sitting in Ben's house that was home to me mere weeks ago. the last four, five, maybe ten hours are a complete blur and i'm kinda surprised that we're here. i'm wiiiide the fuck AWAKE. but not completely coherent.
tour is going swimmingly i love playing shows and i'm bummed that we have the night off tonight. but there are enough cool people and happenin' happenings here in Austin that i'm sure we'll have a fucking blast in some way or another.
Ben once called sleep deprivation "poor man's acid," now affectionately referred to as PMA. i've experienced such a state of mind more than once in my life, quite frequently perhaps by most people's standards. all of this moving around sometimes means sacrificing sleep. but last night, er, tonight, er, right now, is the fucking pinnacle. i'd swear i was drugged if i didn't trust my bandmates.
this is gonna be embarassing next time i read it.
tour is going swimmingly i love playing shows and i'm bummed that we have the night off tonight. but there are enough cool people and happenin' happenings here in Austin that i'm sure we'll have a fucking blast in some way or another.
Ben once called sleep deprivation "poor man's acid," now affectionately referred to as PMA. i've experienced such a state of mind more than once in my life, quite frequently perhaps by most people's standards. all of this moving around sometimes means sacrificing sleep. but last night, er, tonight, er, right now, is the fucking pinnacle. i'd swear i was drugged if i didn't trust my bandmates.
this is gonna be embarassing next time i read it.