i heard from noah vargas and i was the happiest kid in the whole world. i love my brother more than most of you fucking jerks.

so i guess tour is in eight days at this point. i am probably not as freaked out as i should be. there are still t-shirts and patches to screen, and packaging for around two hundred cd's to print and assemble. there are still basses to be restrung, drum heads to be changed and tuned, car oil to be changed, and three shows somewhere at the end to book. i should probably be freaking out a lot more than am.

and it seems like every time i turn around there is a clock telling me that i've run out of time.

eight days and counting.

i need a rest. and i just so know that tour wont be that for me anymore.

jesse.

ps: tour dates are here