Can't sleep.

Starting to pull my hair out, over this drummer thing. I got out of bed, and there were strands of hair on my pillow.

Help me, God. What do I do?

Miranda. Sorry I didn't see this earlier, but I just got in.

Miranda, chill.

No one wants to see you do this to yourself. It's not worth it.

We all know you've done everything humanly possible. Put it out of your mind for a couple of days, and let the rest of us shoulder some responsibility.

We've counted on you too long. It's about time you counted on us.

Everything's gonna be okay, hear? And I wouldn't tell you that, if it wasn't true.

Posted 3/20/2005 at 11:41 AM by onetoomany

I go to Jefferson and I heard you guys were looking for a drummer.

My cousin Paul can hit the skins a little.

Have Lizzie give me a call and I'll set it up for you.

Posted 3/20/2005 at 1:10 PM by guitarman

No way, Miranda.

I'm not calling him.

His dad's name is Roger. It's listed.

You can call if you want, but please don't. Don't trust him.

Posted 3/20/2005 at 2:01 PM by pwk_lilsis

Chill, Lizzie. I'm only trying to help.

Posted 3/20/2005 at 3:30 PM by guitarman

No, you're not. You're a user, and you have an angle.

Posted 3/20/2005 at 3:44 PM by pwk_lilsis

I'm still rooting for Mighty Midget. Come on, we can work it out! Other than that, who else do we know?

Posted 3/20/2005 at 5:12 PM by candyissweeter