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?

Sorry, I didn't update last night, but we had a special practice, then I went straight over to Gordo's, and I just got in, this morning.

We had called a special practice, for Friday evening, so we could audition this new drummer, Joey. Trey even had to break a date to be there. Sorry, Trey. Forgive me?

So, this guy Joey shows up, and he has to practice on an old set of Brody's, cause, well, cause Ryan took his with him, of course. Guys, he was awesome. The sticks moved so fast, I couldn't follow them. He used every drum in Brody's combo, and he played the snare like a lover. I think everyone was overwhelmed with the speed and power and the versatility that he had. He'd have no problem keeping up with us. Other than Austin, we might have trouble keeping up with him.

Yep. He was an awesome drummer.

For an eleven-year-old.

After the audition, he climbed in his mother's station wagon, buckled up, and his mom took him home. I think he has a nine o'clock curfew on Friday nights.

Everyone was just...speechless.

Trey? Have you forgiven me yet? Please?

I can't believe he did this

I don't know if it was Ryan, or Sandra, or Brittany, or who, but someone took my pictures from the blog and posted them on an adult website, along with my cell phone number. So all this afternoon, I've been getting calls from all these creepy old men.

I can't believe this.

Anyway, guys, my cell phone is off, so I don't guess you'll be able to reach me, at practice tonight. I'm gonna have to get my number changed, tomorrow.

This sucks.

Okay, some things have been happening.

First, these songs that we're supposed to play for Bridgette's wedding are not really "us" at all, but at least they're easy to learn. We've got six more to get into performace shape, so we're well ahead of schedule. Bethany's concentrating on the choreography for the girls. Of course, the guys refuse to do any of that stuff. They just want to stand there. That may work fine for a wedding reception, but when we play our first school dance, they're going to have to put some hip into it.

Second, I've got another drummer lined up for an audition Friday evening, just in case this Ricky guy doesn't work out tomorrow. It means I'm going to be a little late for L&G Friday night, but I know they'll understand.

Oh, and one more thing: Lizzie's got a date! Lizzie's got a date!

You Wish

Candy's been holding out on us. She brought this one to practice today, with melody and everything. It's got a tough lead guitar piece, so it's not the kind that we just rip out in a day or two, but the lyrics are so...true. I just wish we had a drummer already. If we did things would go so much faster. Sorry I'm screwing this up, guys. I may have someone for us to look at Thursday. We'll see. But, anyway, enjoy:

You wake up one day and everything changes
You cross a line and there's no turning back
You're caught between the love and the danger
It's hard to leave a heart so open up to that

You wish...Every time a star falls from the sky
You wish...That he'd feel the way you feel inside
You hope and you pray, keep it all locked away
As you see yourself lost in his kiss...You wish

You think you know just how to read him
And then he throws you right off track
And all you know is how much you need him
Time will tell you where his heart is really at

You wish...Every time a star falls from the sky
You wish...That he'd feel the way you feel inside
You hope and you pray, keep it all locked away
As you see yourself lost in his kiss...You wish

Late at night
You wonder what he's thinking of
It's killing you
And all that's true
Is you're falling deeper in love

You wish...Everytime a star falls from the sky
You wish...That he'd feel the way you feel inside
You hope and you pray, keep it all locked away
As you see yourself lost in his kiss...You wish

Everytime a star falls from the sky
You wish...That he'd feel the way you feel inside
You hope and you pray, keep it all locked away
As you see yourself lost in his kiss...You wish