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Quick Pretention

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I think my dreams are trying to tell me that I don't know what I'm getting myself into, and that's a very scary prospect. No, I'm not going to elaborate. Deal.

I absolutely love the members of Bella Morte, but last night was the final proof to me that working their shows is a pain in the ass. Doesn't mean I'll stop. It just means I need to better mentally prepare myself for the people that attend them from now on.

I have today and tomorrow off, and that's a damn good thing because I am exhausted. I'm wondering if I'll bother leaving the house for anything more than errands and band practice in the next two days, save to make a visit to Sub-Shock tonight. It's sad, really, because I work all the time to the point where I have little time for socialization, and when the opportunity actually presents itself, I'm too damn tired to do anything.

However, the funds for the "Get Patrick His Own Place" drive are steadily increasing, so I guess I can't complain too much. . .