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You know.
I'm not much of a person to sit around and watch, I've always liked to say something and get in the middle -- I'm not afraid of such a thing. I've been watching the journals for awhile, in between shows, and I must say that the whiner factor has really risen in the last month. I think its time to drop it -- its over, done, move on. Good deal for everyone involved. Saves me from losing my lunch.
Shit, when'd this bad mood spring up? Oh. I know. When Neal threw water on me this morning. Thats it. Its -12 outside and the fucker throws cold water on me. He's lucky we're off for two weeks or we'd need another bassist.
And with this, I'm signing out.