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Pardon how empty this entry is. During this time, life had become so monotonous that I stopped even keeping notes about each day, which is normally how I am able to write such detailed entries about days that happened months before they were written about.


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Because I was friends with Greg, an Ithaca College student I had met through Grace and Alison who booked DIY shows in the area, I was able to hook Heroes and Martyrs up with a show opening for a touring band I really love called Run, Forever. That was how I spent my last day in Ithaca. The twenty-four hours before it happened, a few things happened ( Read more... )

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We took an overnight train to Buffalo on the 21st. It was bittersweet leaving Kate and the kids. I couldn't help but feel we were abandoning her when we were her only salvation for the last two weeks. The night before, Rocket called me "fat" and Miranda touched my crotch after aggressively telling me to open my legs. It was fun, though, playing ( Read more... )

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I put on a little local show around Thanksgiving that I dubbed "Skanksgiving" in some attempt at being clever (I later discovered another show in some other city with the name, gosh darn it). I had booked a date at the Social Justice Center for a touring band called Still Rings True that wound up canceling to play for someone else in Albany, all ( Read more... )

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