Don't Mess With Our Love

The love/hate relationship carries on. I love working shows, and hate it at the same time. I'm pretty tired today. What the hell happened to me? I used to be able to not sleep for days, I was like that my whole life! All until the last year or so, and now all of sudden I need sleep like a normal person. What the hell?

On the other hand, getting paid to be at a show is okay. Also, The Dears are awesome! As a band and as people.

Right then. I'm going off to Québec for the weekend. My grand-maman is having her 80th birthday and I get to go for almost free (thanks to mom's airmiles). I can't wait! Too bad it's only for the weekend. I love it there. My extended family is a bunch of the most caring, greatest, loudest, craziest, beer-drinking, partying people one is ever likely to meet. Can't ef-ing wait!