A Moment's Peace

The atmosphere here is starting to asphyxiate me. I need to come home for a week or two. I will, in February.

There's too much to report, and at the same time, nothing has changed. The new kids have arrived in Amsterdam. At least, two of them have: Ryan and Amber. I haven't performed with them yet, so I don't know what it will be like. Amber is young, Ryan is long-form professional. In a few days, we'll see how it all goes down.

Brendan Hunt is leaving to find his fortune in Los Angeles on Thursday. He's been here for five years. I don't know how he did it.

I've had a terrible holiday with Suzi. As of right now, I'm just avoiding her so that the distance can give me peace. You can't really make war with anyone here; you have to work and live with them. If not for that, I don't know if I'd still be holding the match away from the bridge.

The time with Colton was, as always, wonderful. I miss that kid bunches. He brings out the best of the worst in everyone.

Final Fantasy Online continues to be my security blanket.

Why do I feel like I just moved here all over again?