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[23 Mar 2026|09:50am] |
Welcome to my world, motherfuckers
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[14 Feb 2012|06:21am] |
Remind me in a week to tell you guys something really interesting, cool? Cool.
Until then, don't expect to hear from me. ;)
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[13 Jan 2012|06:16pm] |
Well, that took longer than I expected. I'm kind of wondering who their "source" is, but I'm not sweating it too much. Whoever it is was at least right about me being excited to marry Jayme. Oh TMZ. And Oh, Oh No They Didn't. At least they aren't invading my personal space yet. Once they do, I'm going to kick ass. And if they bother Jayme, I'm probably going to kick ass even faster. I'm just saying.
I also am pretty damn sick of their mentioning Cole and Cam. That "friend" bullshit is old, and just makes me want to punch someone.
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[01 Jan 2012|03:29am] |
Well, what do you know. I am actually capable of romanticism. I know everyone here is shocked by this fact, but if you'd been at the house on Christmas, you'd have seen it first hand. I got Jayme a lot of things, but the best box had two copies of Tuck Everlasting in it. One first edition, which is a very nice collector's book, and one modern one, that when opened revealed the carved out area that held the ring I bought three weeks after we went exclusive. That's right, I proposed in front of God and everyone. Let the gasping and flailing commence. Scott Davies is getting married.
In other news, management is getting on my ass about touring this year. So I think we're all going to have to sit down and work that shit out at some point. Dates are going to be important this year, since there's a lot of shit going down. All of it's good. It's just a lot happening at once. Of course, at least a bit of that is all my fault. I'm good with that.
Christmas was good for other reasons too. Jayme's sister and her kids were there, and Ash and Cole, of course, with Mel. There were a lot of gifts, and a lot of laughter, and I wound up with Jayde's daughters curled up next to me on the couch after lunch and wound up crashing out. Willow had my jeans in a deathgrip, and wouldn't let me up, so I just sat there. Piper woke up after about thirty minutes and held her arms out to me, so I picked her up and sang to her quietly so she could go back to sleep. It actually worked, so I got all smug about it. After the girls woke up, I finally got to get onto the floor and play race cars with Sawyer. He and I are about as mature as each other, so it worked out well. Ha.
And now it's New Years. 2012. I never thought I'd live this long. I'm glad I made it. Life's pretty damn amazing when you learn to live it.
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[30 Nov 2011|04:05am] |
I have a migraine, and I'd love to punch things.
Fortunately, I've evolved past that. A little bit. Just a smidgen.
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[18 Oct 2011|07:24am] |
My friend Dan was in town last week. He tends to come and go in my life in a very interesting way. We drive each other nuts after a very short time, so he'll be around for a day or two, and then he'll be gone for months. It suits us both just fine. In fact, it's about the most perfect relationship I can imagine having. No stress, no fuss... just a couple of nights and then he's gone. I'm not even really sure he knows I have a granddaughter. Random thought, but it's probably true. It's about sex, drugs, and rock and roll between us, and the personal shit gets left at the door of the hotel.
I do know he's got a long-term boyfriend. And I know the I'm his "freebie". That is, he gets to be with me whenever and not get screeched at for "cheating". I've met his boyfriend one time, at a show, and we totally sized each other up, then did that guy-nod thing. I wasn't impressed, he wasn't impressed. It's all good.
Honestly, I don't know where I am right now. I don't mean physically. I'm in my bed at the hotel, obviously. I'm honestly thinking about going house shopping the next few days. Now I just need someone to go with me. Okay girls, fight it out. No, not really. Ash gets first dibs on going house shopping with me. Privilege of being the kiddo. Plus, she knows what I need in a house so that perhaps I can actually have Melly around some.
Oh fuck, I have gone soft. I am not ready to be a teddy bear.
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