My 15 minutes of fame are over!

My band's CDs have arrived from the plant. I should be excited, but I just know that Doug Mason will find some way to ruin this moment for me.

If I lose at Scrabble tonight, I'm going to place the blame squarely on Doug Mason's shoulders.

I had the dream again last night. I was in an all-ages club, the band was playing. Suddenly I couldn't breath anymore. I tried to move, get out of the room, but something was holding me down in place. Then I saw it. It was all around me. Weighing me down, covering my mouth. Soon it was all I could see. And I was sinking into it. No escape.

I'm so tired, but I don't know how I'll ever fall asleep. I'm too wound up after reading that Chris Murphy jumped to Doug Mason's defence on halifaxlocals. Chris, I thought you were my friend! I thought you of all people would understand! I feel all alone in the world.