"Uhf, I hate him."
"Yeah me too."
"Well...I don't really hate him."
"Yeah, me neither."

This is what insomnia is doing to me. I laid in bed last night, and I kept thinking, all those kids are going to be so cold at Warped tomorrow. I pictured them at an ampitheatre, and it was snowing, and their mohawks were freezing. Then I realized that I was laying in bed sweating, and that it is not winter, it is summer, and it was 100 degrees as we were coming into the valley. So, before I went crazy, I just redecorated my bed area. Now I have eight Beatles up there instead of just four, and I look at all of you before I sleep cuz there are like, a million pictures above my head. So, I took some steps to try to cure my insomnia. 1) stop drinking caffeine right before bed    2)wake up really early and don't take naps  and that's about it. I am so happy to just be back, and that its Saturday, that I don't even care that all my friends are at the concert without me anyway. Well, okay, the band is not. Zach is getting married today, and then we'll play at Saturday night. Happy days are ours again.