It’s been nice to be “back in the game” so to speak, this week. That sort of feeling of hope and promise hasn’t left me yet. Which is good. Although I feel sort of guilty about it, the world/many of my friends being the way they are, and me being so goddamn chipper. There is a possibility it’s just the alcohol though.

I’m so stoked on The Gaslight Anthem having a London date. I feel pretty much the same way about them than I do about Lucero. So giant HURRAHS are in order.

Re: Matt Flags party. Well that was fun. Who knows who I was talking to for giant chunks of the evening? Ah well, good times.

Right, I’m gonna try and go back to watching a movie.


Books and bands and movies and TV and booze, mostly.