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Ow. Ow. Ow.

The show was good. We were good. The other bands were good.

Despite all of that, I am hating life this fine morning.

I'd like to order one head transplant, please.

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I need to give a shout out Senor Vegan, who gave up going to go see some no-name band from Boise Built To Spill and came and saw us instead. That effin' rocked, homeslice.

I somehow got a big bruise on my right forearm. No idea how it got there. Hmmm.