Well... That went a bit better than I expected it woulda. Probably only cause he was already side tracked with that Jax stuff...

Bloody hell. I'll never get why that little imp is in tha nut house.

Damn it. Wish I knew were Bridget was. Longer she's away, longer this break up...

Fuck. I don't wanna do this. But I gotta. Even if it was just a one time thing, I couldn't stay with her after that. Wouldn't trust myself.

Damn it.

( 'If yer switchin' girls, then do it right!' [Rich, Sabrielle] )

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Bloody hell. Think our individual fuck ups and problems might actually even each other out.

Whoda thunk it.

( 'Ozzie, it's a scientific fact that a little abstinence won't kill ya.' [Sabrielle] )

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( 'What do ya call me, with what Ah did, Ozzie, if it doesn't make me a slut, or a whore?' [Sabrielle] )

Bridget - A 500 dollar gift card to Barnes and Noble, becoming her personal mechanic and the Kylemore Claddagh Ring.
Sunset - Tree of Life Spirit Board
Angelika - Tickets to Spamalot, Wicked, and Chicago
Rich - Children's Tin Drum
Diego - Power Tour Electric Guitar
Calie - Power Tour Electric Guitar

That was fuckin' weird. Kinda interestin' that I got to talk to that famous chick (What the hell is her name again?) but it's not normal for people to just black out.

Or be able to see through someone else's eyes. Not to mention, that famous chick's eyes. Maybe she's got some kinda weird power.

She better notta fucked up Rich's ability to drum with that shit.

( 'IIIIII'll give you the signal if I need anyone beeeeaaaat up.' )

Been an eventful week. Moved out into my own place. Lost a guitarist. Found a even better guitarist. And Rich'll be able to play gigs soon. All in all, seems like my luck is finally shaping up.

Moved into Bridget's apartment buildin', up on the third floor. Ain't met any other neighbors yet, but it's not exactly like I'm wantin' too anyway. I'm fine with all the people I know now, and I ain't exactly gonna be tryin' to meet more. Sunset asked why I moved into a apartment in Hell's Kitchen when I coulda got a better place, but I prefer it here. I don't feel comfortable in a fancy place, and I'm sure I'm not wanted in many. Sides, the Kitchen's gotta lot of stuff I like.

Diego's about as much of a God send I've ever seen. She knocked out being our new guitarist and Angelika's new roommate. (I know she acts annoyed that I just told Diego she could live their without asking first, but I know she's happy about having a new roommate. She's not good at living alone.) With Diego learning the songs quick, and Rich being up for playing in a few weeks, we should be able to play shows soon.

'Bout damn time.

At least we gotta lead guitar outta that. Can't say I liked performing in a cover band for tha night, 'specially since people thought I was impersonatin' meself... But at least I got ta perform all the old songs. Definitely missed bein' up on stage.

Heh. If I didn' have a date with Bridget this weekend, there's a good chance I woulda brought one of those girls from backstage home after tha show. Bloody hell, glad I got used to dry spells while in Angie's body. Still hard ta be faithful now that I'm actually me.

Finally gettin' things back to tha way they were. Got me tattoos back, got me piercins back... even got me eyebrow pierced again, though knowin' my luck, it'll be ripped out soon. Not that I really care. Liked tha way tha scar looked too. Ears are sore as hell, though it don't surprise me, considerin' I had needles goin' in 'em about 10 times or so.

Need ta check up on this bass player Andy told me 'bout. I can play lead guitar if I gotta, but I'd prefer ta just sing. Eh. I'll burn that bridge after I cross it. Don't see no damn use in getting permission ta get a band together.

Rich seemed ta adjust well to tha change, though I'd be more worried if he didn't adjust to it all that well, with all tha crap from before. Glad he remembered all that drummin' stuff. It's hell finding a good drummer.

Angie and tha Beatnik have been actin' odd lately. Gotta ask 'em what the hell that's about soon. I figure it's got something to do with those pulled muscles they got. (Angie said somethin' 'bout a skatin' accident, though I don't see what that has ta do with shoulder muscle.) Gotta get 'em to talk about whatever the hell that is. I ain't use to not knowing what's going on inside that head anymore just yet.



The log quote is taken out of context, but it was too funny to pass up.