Thursday, March 19, 2009

Two weeks notice

Okay girls...we're two weeks away from Moline.

Two.

Fucking.

Weeks.

I'm so ready for this. You don't even KNOW! Facetime WILL be mine. Hell or high-water, Face Time WILL be mine. I've waited 21 years for this and I have a sneaking suspicion this will be my last chance for it....this year, that is. I know there's still summer tour. Beyond that, I guess we'll play it by ear. But I WILL get to meet them. I have to.

I said this back in '94, btw. And it didn't happen.

But I'm older.

Wiser.

More networked than before.

Donnie won't even know what hit him. Poor guy. I almost feel sorry for him. LOL

Let's GET this!!!!

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