In Otha' Woids,

I DID IT! I DDDIIIIIDDD IT! I GOT THAT LAST DUMB NOTE OF MY SONG! You all may remember that in the Broadway Review, I always flaked on that last note of Adelaide's Lament. I just couldn't get it. I would cut it short and all, but at the Tea Behind the Grille, I GOT IT! I finally got the STUPID NOTES! (It's a run. I know, you didn't even know 'cause I never sang it that way.)

Okay, I'm done. So who knows of a decent miniature golf course that's kind of central to whoever is going? (Who is going? Who did we all want to invite?) I know of one place, but it's kind of only close to me. It's pretty cool, but I hate to make you all drive so long just to go mini-golfing. :\ Com-pli-cation. Yeah. Let me know. Tchya. The 12th is good for me either way.

--Scottie: Hold me. Yeah, hold on, just hold on. I'm here and I'm with you. I'm here too, I feel you. We'll get though. I know this. I've seen it a hundred times. A thousand times. Just one more time. With you and I. I'll pull you close and then we'll say goodbye. ((I LOVE Angels and Airwaves!))

Editing this. I HAVE NEW PICTURES!

For Jené. She's so exotic.


My shirt says LONDON


And yes. I am a NINJA!