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[06 Feb 2006|08:37pm] |
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I've managed to get away from my lovely band mates. Since our Lord Of The Rings discussion Paul has been trying to glue hobbit ears on me. Well, tape actually, but that isn't making anything better. He's actually succeeded, but once I rose from my nap and saw them trying not to laugh I knew what was going on.
I think I have the time zones together. It is about eleven-forty in the morning and I'm fine. You might not think this is such a big deal but it is for me. Back home I think it should be two-forty at night. I would either be falling into someone's bed or fast asleep.
I have no idea what's going on with Alex. I haven't talked with him in a while. He's been really distant since our last day in Australia. Now, that I think about it, Nick has been the same way. I'm not trying to hint at anything but, it does seem a little strange. Alex told me I could come to him anytime with anything, now I'm extending the invitation... actually, that goes to everyone robert hardly.
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[31 Jan 2006|02:10am] |
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I've just recovered from staring idly out of the window. It's not what I would like to be doing right now but it'll do. I think everyone else is asleep. Insomnia bites, I think touring has muffed up my internal clock. I should wake up Paul and deal with him cursing me just so I can have someone to talk to. Being awake is no fun with no one to talk to or nothing to do. So for now I've been listening to an internet radio station and . They claim they have no commercials but every couple of songs they advertise their own station... hmm.
Alex has done a great job at making me feel guilty. I'm sorry I wasn't available in your time of need, you're still my best mate though. And I do not look like a hobbit thank you very much, well if I do the ladies like it. Hmm, that sounded better in my head, now it sounds strange. AND vodka as a cure for a hangover? I'm not sure about that, but if you say so.
I don't want to bore you anymore. I'm boring myself. I'm going to bed, tomorrow will be better I promise.
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