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Thursday, April 24th, 2003
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6:20 pm - No arms for seeing
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I've spent some time with my wife and kids. Yeah, surprisingly they came to visit me, that's basicly the only reason I haven't been around much. With several gigs cancelled because of Stefan's arm, I've rented my own room in a hotel around here, but I'm not going to really give out my location. I don't really understand why I'm being so secretive about it, but there's just this feeling I get that I should be.
Emily still loves me, and calls me Daddy. She's old enough now that she's liking boys even though "they have cooties" and we went out for Dinner the other night, and she and I sat at the table and decided who we'd date there if we had the chance. It was a fun night, and we had ice cream before I tucked her into bed.
I don't know though. My wife is calling me, and the kids are napping, so I'm going to head off. Hopefully I'll have more time to update in a bit.
current mood:  amused
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| Sunday, April 13th, 2003
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11:33 am - Am I?
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I guess it's time to stop being scared, and come out from hiding in the corner. Not only is my semi-secret out, but it's hurt a lot of people close to me. Or rather, the three closest people to me. However, it didn't hurt Emily, but that could be because she's open-minded about things; her mother'll prolly change Emily's mind, she almost always does. We're going to court to get a divorce and such after the tour, and yes folks that does have something to do with my secret.
I let it slip to Brian that I'm not straight, but that I'm not really sure what I am. I think if anything though I'm bisexual, because of the fact that I do believe that I still love my wife. At anyrate, after breaking down about my secret to Brian, I ran away from my problems be going to the nearest bar I could find. I proceeded to sit there like the arse that I am and get palstered, then when Jon found me, and was taking me home I kissed him. That's really all I remember, other then possibly losing one of the greatest friendships I've ever had.
Brian--I'm really sorry, and I deserve all you send this way.
current mood:  guilty
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| Tuesday, April 1st, 2003
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12:40 pm - One down, several to go!
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Well, I've traveled over to New Orleans. The plane ride was uneventful, as assumed. We did nothing really. Well, I did nothing, but that's not to say that the little kid behind me did nothing. Honestly, women need to keep better control over their children if they are going to have them sitting behind my chair in first class for hours on end. The kid sat in back of me, continually kicking my chair. I had asked his mother if she'd have him stop, but as we all know, she had no control over the thing. I only had a moment's peace when he went to the bathroom. But as fate would have it, he was back in seconds going at it again. I suppose that's not as bad as him shagging behind me, but all the same. When I went to see about getting a pillow, he vomitted on my shoe, which was not a pleasant suprise at all. Sadly, I did not demand to switch seats, I remained where I was with the devil behind me the entire ride.
Then, when I got to the gate, I had to be checked by the metal detector wand thing, stupid wallets with chains. That was embarassing as well as annoying. But I eventually made my way out of the airport terminal, and caught a cab to a near by hotel. Deciding to bother Jon and Brian tomorrow. It's already late as it is, and there's a few things I'd like to do before I see them, mainly sleep.
The tour starts rather soon, so I haven't the slightest idea to how long I shall be here with Jon and Brian, but I know that when I leave, I'll have someone to switch seats with if there's a devil behind me again. My room service is here, and I have to call my wife and kids quickly, then I'm off to sleep.
And Sadly, as one last comment, the affects of the vodka has worn off.
current mood:  drained
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| Sunday, March 30th, 2003
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8:14 pm
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I don't really have much time to post now. I was talking to Jon earlier, and he convinced me to go to New Orleans, so, I'm sitting at my gate awaiting the plane, pretty soon now they're gonna make me shut off the laptop. Maybe I'll have one of the ladies busy my lap with something else, if you know what I mean.
But anyway. Vodka is a very good friend to have as well, Brian knows that. Had lots of that in my room earlier. Good thing I took a cab, and didn't attempt to drive.
And my little girl, Emily, is doing well. I'm so glad to hear that, I've missed her a lot lately. I think after a short visit with Bri and Jon I'll go back to see her, maybe take her on a trip or two, oro somesuch.
Oki, well, they finally started to load our bloody plane, I shall be going now. New Orleans, Jon, and Bri here I come...ready or not.
current mood:  drunk
current music: The Voice on the Loud Speaker of the Air-o-port, that I'm in
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