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I really think that I was made to be a good listener instead of a good speaker. I cannot tell you how many people feel like they can tell me their problems. It's great having that sort of effect on people, but sometimes I need someone to come up to me and notice that I'm upset and say "tell me what the problem is", because I am so bad at asking for that sort of help. Today was one of those days. I don't know, I'm a wacko.

So did you hear about Dimebag Darrell? That's some shit, man. I interviewed half of Pantera-- Darrell and Vinnie-- about five years ago, and they were so nice. I got a Christmas card from their publicist that year with "the guys send their regards, they enjoyed the piece you wrote" written at the end. I'm not quite sure how to sum up my feelings in an appropriately metal way.

At the moment, I'm waiting for EdTheRipper to come in so we can have a "talk". I don't think it's going to go well, but I'm feeling really hurt and disrespected by him. I'm not comfortable letting this go, this seems like one of those things that would come up in ten years, and I'd rather deal with it now and have it be done. Who knows, he may surprise me.

I cannot believe that this hotness got sent home on Battle For Ozzfest. What a fucking great show. I love that girl Chelsea, I want to hang out with her. And the guy with the System Of A Down beard, Adair I think his name is, seems to be the non-New Jersey incarnation of my friend Mike. Oh, and that guy Kelly-- oh baby. I am such a sucker for guys like that. I'm also a raging lameass, LMAO.