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So I’m going home tonight. I’m excited. Back in the van. Sim is gone. He’s going with friends to Montréal. We’re all driving. Dan is driving. Anthony is shotgun on the computer, Chris, in the first bench, making a movie for solo mobile. I’m behind him in the second bench. On my computer. Just finished making some show updates for the label. Listening to massive attack. Fuck what a cool group. Dave and tom are nice and snuggly in the lounge in the back. I bought a lighter today. And lit Dan’s hair on fire. He was less than impressed. He threw my ipod into the bushes. Prickly bushes. We’re even. I think. I miss home. I’m gonna be home for two days and its going to be the best 2 days of my whole summer. I’ve already got the entire 2 days planned down to the minute. I land Thursday at around 10.45, Jordan is gonna pick me up from the airport I got to straight to the Feldman office to pick up some things and sign some other things. Then I got to go to the dmv to renew my license, and then off to the passport office to get a new passport cuz I lost my first damn passport on our trip to Newfoundland. So tired and/or drunk that I left it on the plain. Then I’m gonna go home and get ready for camping I was supposed to go camping Thursday night but I may not be able to due to rain. Fuck that. Friday morning I’m gonna be putting on the ol'dusty tool belt and go do some framing for a couple hours with my boys in the construction crew. I can't wait. I’m actually excited to go work. Not for money. Just for the time with the friends. For a couple hours. Then I’m going to go home and get sorted out and just re pack my stuff, do some laundry and relax. Then I have lunch at Nonno and Nonna’s (Italian for Grandpa and Grandma) then I have a tattoo appointment at 2.30 for 5 hours. Then I’m going to zoom back home and everyone is coming over for a barbeque. (All that is, is an excuse to drink beer with food on your face) and by everyone I mean all my friends and all my family. I’m excited to see everyone. Then I sleep for 2 hours and wake up at around 8 and fly to Calgary for 10.45 and then off to do press and then sound check, and then play, and then get royally faced. I’m stoked. Oh I’m also excited to sit in my car again and speed all over Vancouver in it. It’s new. And fast! It’s going to be a great couple of days. I miss home a lot. These last couple of days waiting has made me very anxious and intolerant of just about everything, making me a little hard to deal with but still, very handsome. I’ve been eating a lot of fast food again. I know its bad for me. I usually go the rollercoaster route with my diet. A couple months, very healthy, and then usually a couple weeks of crap food and lots of it. Then back to the skipping rope and vegetables for another couple months. Its really really hard to maintain a good healthy diet when touring. Especially in a van. When you’re in a bus you can at least keep fruit and veggies in the fridge and make fruit smoothies and all sorts of shit. In a van, its whatever the gas station/fast food outlet has to offer. So you usually tend to lean towards the McNuggets and Big Macs and taco Supremes after a while. Oh well. Just got to wash my face a little more now. I also left my screen door of my hotel open in New Hampshire, (we were in god damn Poe dunk no where) and when I got back after the show my room was FULL of bugs. All shapes and sizes. It was the most disgusting thing ever. There was a beetle looking bug on my pillow, literally, as big as my thumb. Sim took a picture of it. So gross. Bugs gross me out so much. Well that’s a whole page. I’m going to shut my eyes for a couple minutes. Go fuck yourself.