Les came back home with a bunch of Neiman Marcus and Pottery Barn catalogs. She just goes through them right in front of me. 'Dont look at me like that, Bernie. It's not my fault you went and did this.' I can't wait to leave tomorrow morning. I actually just really want to piss off Gary on the bus. Ruben and me are going to rock out on the guitar. And no one can say shit to me because I have a concert to play at. I have a feeling I'm going to get on everyone's nerves. Maybe I could include them in a sing-a-long. Ooh and like print out the lyrics for everyone. I can see it now. Tanyon and Gary are going to get all pissed off and Derek, Jorge, and Joe are going to try to smooth everything out. No one will be able to sleep. Ahh it's grand.

If we don't win these games, I'm screwed because my house will turn into Girlygirl Central. I guess I can always ruin it again. Make it like a yearly holiday. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Goodnight*See you on the bus guys.