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I'm totally jet-lagged. My head feels heavy and if I don't have something to eat in the next three minutes I'm going totally nuts. Touring the US is fine but as soon as you have to cross an ocean it becomes way harder.
I had to leave Kate on her own and I hate that. I keep thinking she might be giving birth at any moment, though the doctor said there was no chance it occurs, and I picture her losing waters alone in the apartment. I want to be there when the baby comes to the world. I don't even know if it's a boy or a girl yet, but I don't mind, really. The baby will cry all night, then at 5 he'll throw stones at the ducks on the river, at 10 he will start to curse people down the street, at 15 he'll get drunk with his mates in our basement, and at 20 he'll get into a rock band. The glory of youth.
I want to spoil this baby as much as I can. It hit me the other day when Maddox called Julian 'dad'. Instead of thinking 'ewwww' as I usually do, I was all like 'awwww' (yeah, the vowels can change it all. Vowels are the most improved form of communication). I'm ready for this. I should stop fantasising about it, but well.
Hey for now we're in Ireland. We're in the country of beer. We're in a country where people can get quite as drunk as we can and still stand up. I want eggs with sausages with a good old Guinness for breakfast and I want to hear stories about leprechauns and The Cranberries.
I had to leave Kate on her own and I hate that. I keep thinking she might be giving birth at any moment, though the doctor said there was no chance it occurs, and I picture her losing waters alone in the apartment. I want to be there when the baby comes to the world. I don't even know if it's a boy or a girl yet, but I don't mind, really. The baby will cry all night, then at 5 he'll throw stones at the ducks on the river, at 10 he will start to curse people down the street, at 15 he'll get drunk with his mates in our basement, and at 20 he'll get into a rock band. The glory of youth.
I want to spoil this baby as much as I can. It hit me the other day when Maddox called Julian 'dad'. Instead of thinking 'ewwww' as I usually do, I was all like 'awwww' (yeah, the vowels can change it all. Vowels are the most improved form of communication). I'm ready for this. I should stop fantasising about it, but well.
Hey for now we're in Ireland. We're in the country of beer. We're in a country where people can get quite as drunk as we can and still stand up. I want eggs with sausages with a good old Guinness for breakfast and I want to hear stories about leprechauns and The Cranberries.