this battle will be won.

the new Patrick Wolf dates were posted late last night. He's coming to Carrboro which is roughly two hours away from my house.
hell to the effing yes.
I'm pretty sure that's the closest he's ever been which is exciting.
now...all I need is money for a ticket, someone who wants to go, and someone who will be willing to take me...it's a long shot, but it just might work.
I'm going to be honest. Almost, Maine is wearing thin on my nerves. It's nothing to worry about, I'm usually tired of plays by tech week. But it all works out in the end. Last night I wanted to blow my brains out. It was one of the worst days I've had in a while. But for what reason? I have no clue. By traditional standards, that day would've been awesome. Asian cafe, Target, getting harrased by fat black people in Best Buy about my drumming skills on Rock Band. It was just one of those days I guess, where you just feel down. I hope you guys can sympathize. But everything was perfectly fine by the time I went to bed.
so, all in all, good day.
maybe I just didn't get enough time alone.
I really miss Jake.
I miss my best friend.
I miss playing Rock Band until 4:00 and then sneaking out with his wasted sister.
I miss his crude sense of humor that is sometimes too much to take.
...no homo.

Love, Will