lennon

Figured since I spent so long trying to figure out how to write a journal entry I'd make good use of it. Sitting in good ole Nashvegas tonight wondering why there is nothing ever fucking good to do is this damn town. I need to get back on the road so at least I have something interesting to talk about. Putting together last minute preparations for Sturgis, trying to catch up on my normal life, and making dinner for 6 people. Definitely prefer being a rockstar instead. My best friend/stage manager, Beav, says hi . Well, this is a lame journal entry and before the alcohol starts to really enter this conversation I'm going to leave and spare my dignity. Bye.