its raining and im on a first name basis with jason reece. how fucking awwesome is that? well, we sort of are. anyway. jason and conrad were in my dream last nite, or the other nite. i vaguely remember it though. but i do remember that conrad was rather aloof and jason seemed to be nodding his head as an acknowledgement of my questions or statements, although i could strongly tell that he was none in the least interested at all. i dont care. i dreamt of trail of dead. im kick-ass. i fucking love trail of dead. and no one can stop me. bitches. back off.

holy fuck guys. i love trail of dead. you cant imagine how much i love them. words just cannot express how much i fucking love them. and im not one for swearing but i feel like i gotta swear just to help express how deeply i feel. i wish i could marry their music. i could spend the rest of my life with their music rather than the hottest guy in the world. id choose their music over any guy in the world. but neil left. im soo bummed out about that. but thats okay. i respect neil and whatever decisions he makes. trail of dead wont be the same, but they still kick ass. seriously. i love trail of dead. fuck. i love them.

hey. im obsessed with trail of dead. yeah. ill admit. damn proud of it too. cant wait for january 25 because thats when trail of deads new album "worlds apart" comes out. holy frickin crap. im sooo excited about that. and i was listening to the samples of it and it sounds effing awesome from what i heard. conrad starts the 'worlds apart' song off with a "hey fuck you man" followed by little kids laughing. ha. isnt that awesome. anyway. i need sleep. bye. ...its the music vato...