Finally got the A/C fixed on my damn bus... so I moved out of Nick's and back "home" . Got my own space, my own shit, my own clothes and CD's and
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::too wired from his brief stint at Glam for an after show party, Howie paces the length of his bus, tossing a look of frustration each time he passes Drew's bunk because the big guy is snoring too heavily and passing just a bit too much gas. He makes his way up to his driver and asks where they are in relation to the other buses, then asks him to step on it and catch up to AJ's bus. Just as he drops down onto his plush sofa to wait, his phone vibrates on his hip. With a grin and a shake of his head, he answers::
You getting all psychic on me or something? Just asked the driver where you were.
::his face melts into a smile for the first time since he got offstage, and he stretches his legs out on the bed, wiggling his toes::
I'm not getting psycho on you, D! We're ahead of you...had to pull over awhile, he thought we were overheating. There's a rest stop up here, we're pulling off 'cos I need food.
::stretches down and picks at a black toenail for a moment..:: I'm bored as shit, D. You wanna hop on?
I didn't say psycho, you dork. Psychic. I thought you did better in bus school than Nicky. Better still, you need to stop reading your t-shirts. ::chuckles as he kicks off his shoes::
Yeah, I want to hop on. My guy's calling your guy to have him wait up. Probably a half hour or so behind you. That radio party was so freakin' lame. Why do I always get stuck doing this shit? Why can't I ever say no? I need pointers.
::laughs and eases back onto the bed a little more..:: Psychic? I guess I'm that too! And I like my T shirts...my fans are cute.
Yeah, we'll wait. Who you got on with you? ::scowls, hoping if Howie hops on he wont bring any sisters, cousins, or jersey girls..::
Why CANT you say No? I'm not sure D. You should try rehab... taught me to say no. ::sighs and shakes his head:: Or say yes and then just not show up...
Look. I was thinking. I've been pretty shitty about your DLF stuff. I'll show at the next one, okay? I'm sorry.
::The bus rolls to a stop and he swings his legs off the bed, scanning the floor for his flip flops..:: I'm here... ::squints out the window:: Burger King, crap..
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You getting all psychic on me or something? Just asked the driver where you were.
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I'm not getting psycho on you, D! We're ahead of you...had to pull over awhile, he thought we were overheating. There's a rest stop up here, we're pulling off 'cos I need food.
::stretches down and picks at a black toenail for a moment..:: I'm bored as shit, D. You wanna hop on?
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I didn't say psycho, you dork. Psychic. I thought you did better in bus school than Nicky. Better still, you need to stop reading your t-shirts. ::chuckles as he kicks off his shoes::
Yeah, I want to hop on. My guy's calling your guy to have him wait up. Probably a half hour or so behind you. That radio party was so freakin' lame. Why do I always get stuck doing this shit? Why can't I ever say no? I need pointers.
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Yeah, we'll wait. Who you got on with you? ::scowls, hoping if Howie hops on he wont bring any sisters, cousins, or jersey girls..::
Why CANT you say No? I'm not sure D. You should try rehab... taught me to say no. ::sighs and shakes his head:: Or say yes and then just not show up...
Look. I was thinking. I've been pretty shitty about your DLF stuff. I'll show at the next one, okay? I'm sorry.
::The bus rolls to a stop and he swings his legs off the bed, scanning the floor for his flip flops..:: I'm here... ::squints out the window:: Burger King, crap..
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