2003
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Sept 2nd, 2003
The first night out we played an open mic at The Point in Bryn Mawr. One of the highest calibre open mics I’ve ever been to. Much more laid back music than I was used to – we were like setting off a bomb in an eel tank. You know, except it was students rather…
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Sept. 1st – 4th, 2003
We finally left after pulling a XXX scene – NO not meaning between Heather and me – referring to the whole having a huge pile of stuff on the ground, looking at the car and saying “I want all that… in there.” You know, like in the movie. Again, soo much sigh. Packing up the…
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04.10.03
Well, it’s happening. It’s strange when one realized that you’ve wrapped all your dreams and ideas and thoughts up in one other person. I’m not sure whether that equates to Love or if it’s just mixed in somehow. Heather was out of touch a couple of days ago for longer than usual. Not that I…
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04.06.2003
We camped out at Amy’s this weekend and did nothing but work on the tour materials. I enjoy Amy’s house in the spring. Her artwork is everywhere and there are these linen-like billowy curtains dancing in open windows and intermingling with the tails of the three cats who claim domain here. It’s a house that…
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04.06.2003
Sweet mother of God. That was a whole lot of stuff to go through. Heather likes to make lists. We slowly make our way through Heather’s lists, and check things off. We eliminate all responsibilities piece-meal. Oif. I like to terrorize cats. Oh yes. Sigh. Long day. Tonight I sleep. Been eating artichokes and pine…