Home again?

Where do I really call home? I am just trying to get settled back into my room. I haven't been here in close to three weeks, but I have a lot to take care of. First order of business will be getting situated, but hopefully soon after I will be enjoying Laura Dern and Nicholas Cage via netflix in "Wild at Heart."

Tour was surprisingly sucessful, we didn't lose any money or fuck anything up, but I still have some loose ends to wrap up. I have so many pictures, videos and stories from the last three weeks. We need to start writing, design/order more merchandise and save money all at the same time. I, personally, need to pay my credit card bill, find a fucking job and relax. Everyday has been work since I have been gone. I figured out that I have spent 17 nights away from home. 5 of those on tour, 2 other shows, plus 2 whole days in the studio, which leaves me with something like 10 days of just Amanda and I time. I'm also 20 now and have more shit that I don't have room for here: "Videodrome", "Triplets of Belleville", "The Fly and Fly 2", some shirts, a new portable turntable and hopefully a copy of "Blue Velvet."

So I guess I really did get to spend a lot just doing whatever with Amanda. We went to IHOP the day I left for tour, Chili's for my birthday and Ruby Tuesday tonight. I love eating out and I love her. I wish we didn't have to be apart even for the next couple days, but I really have to figure some shit out and get it together.