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I flew back from Utah on Friday, and I can't believe how much I enjoyed my visit. Not only was there no tension or arguments between me and my parents, we loved each other's company! My mom didn't even go into one of her crying-while-preaching-to-her-poor-lost-son routines. I got to see all my siblings and their families and was pleased to find that my family has grown closer since I last left them.

But man, I'm so fucking glad to be back in Seattle for New Year's. I don't know what I'm doing yet, but I know it'll be fun.

I think there'll be a good number of people coming to my show on the fifth, which I'm excited about. (you should all check out the calendar!) I've written a new song about my visit home. I met this cute boy at a C.D. shop who said he'd come. He used to play the piano, and he's an ex-mormon. He even went on a mission, till they caught him having sex with his companion. God, that's hot!

I found a copy of the notes and diagnoses made by the psychiatrists during my stay in a treatment center four years ago. All the pages have red stamps that say "CONFIDENTIAL." It's really quite fascinating.