Sept 4th, 2003
Morning comes, Heather snores. I’ve been at it for two hours and my Life is made Hell by SoBig and junk mail. I’m trying to figure out how to cut
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