It’s been a long time since I’ve made a Journal entry. A really, really long time. Lots of things have been going on – but most of them haven’t been band related and I’ve got a lot in my brain, unfortunately a lot of it is just too private to share here. Slowly it seems like things are coming back together, but it’s been an uphill struggle.
A lot of bringing the world back up to speed is just going to HAVE to be done with pictures, though on top of everything else, for a while my camera was out of commission! It’s frightening to me to go back and look at pictures from the past couple of months and realize that sometimes when i don’t write my thoughts about them at any given time, later on I forget why I’ve taken those pics.
Heather playing at Jackson’s Java in Charlotte, NC – a show that went so well that we came back and played there again the next night. What can I say? We are indeed beloved. I won’t even go on about that fantastic woman we met… or her hair…. *swoon*. 
OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA Kim Dicso playing with us at Bottega in Wilmington, NC for an OutWilmington benefit organized by our friend Bambi. It turned out kind of small, but it was a lot of fun and we met a lot of cool people.
We’ve made it back home, obviously – playing in Wilmington, NC, bowling with friends for Heather’s birthday, working our way back up the coast. We won a contest at the Blue Horn Lounge in Chapel Hill, NC and then made it back for the College Perk open mic and made sweet sweet Love to the audience. It was so so good to be among friends after all the events and chaos, but it was a short-Lived victory. I soon was off to Houston, Texas to house-sit for my brother for a while.
OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA Back at Wrightsville Beach in North Carolina, Heather and I become horribly aware of the Issues with my Gait. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA
Cause I Love Sean in an unwholsome way. It’s not right and we know that. Especially in North Carolina, but it just feels so good. The night was so crowded that the audience spilled out into the street and the owner stood at the door sort of revolving-door the humans. Other competitors at the Blue Horn Lounge in Chapel Hill, NC.
