Football, football, football today. It's the last shot I have at winning our weekly pool.
Work hard and fast so I can go out to the bus to watch the Panther's game at 1:00am. They win. Back to work.
Normal night. I no longer watch the band.
Got a great photo of our tour manager, Mike Amato, in the Tour Management and Accounting Office. Mike and I usually share an office, but today there's only room for him…

Pack my crap after the show, surf the web, head to the bus.
Tonight we're having our end of the tour party in the parking lot. We order about 6 cases of beer, a bunch of liquor, and tons of pizza and wings. Fire up the blenders and it's a party! I was gonna skip it and get a good night's sleep, but cave in and hang out. Three or four beers into it, I realize it's nearly 3:30. Time for my tired old ass to go to sleep. Don't want to spend my day off sleeping.
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