05.31.02 :: 1:24 pm

I'm slowly realizing that he is leaving in eleven days.

My favorite play mate is going to be gone for five weeks. I know the answer to "What am I going to do??" but still, what am I going to do?

And this brings up feelings of "this time last year..."

There's going to be a lot of housecleaning and drunk weepies going on. I can say that much.

I will somehow get my ass to Pittsburgh for the last two shows of the tour.

Now, out with Stoosh-dog to the park. Being that I took the day off from work because of some serious hangover issues, I'm taking advantage of the 26 year old body's ability to recover somewhat quickly.

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