Dat's brutal.

Okay... tiymes to getr dis overd wit. We go for bewnesfit concerts niw. My heas still feel a littles woozy ansd my arm kinda weak, but I syill plays fine. I will maske sure to emphasixe wit one of dem, Triana. Not sure whats yo say to peopls wit no faces. Rummy, I gets back to you on de sopu ting after dis. Hopefullys headbang don't make me falls ovre...

PR clubs suck! They's stupid, and you guys always trys to makes things just so you cans excloods me! I wants to do the things too, you knows!

Acktuallys, I don'ts care. Because yous guy's PRs isn't even goings to work. There wasn't even nobody coming to gets those papers you made. So there!

Least I gots a juice.

Last nite I goed with Pickle to Rummy's cause he was pukings all over the place. I bringed a bukket so it dosen't get all over the car, but Pickle filleds up the whole bukket. That's how much puke. And was blood puke, too. I thinks that's one of the grossests kind. But we dosen't be at Rummy's house that long cause Pickle can'ts stop beings sick, so Rummy say we gots to take him to the hopsitals. Is the same one Rummy goed to when he gets beat up by them guys. He barfed all the way there. I don'ts even know how somebody can has that much puke in them.

The doctor sayeds he hads alcohol posinings. Not so big a surprize, we gets that all the time. Is the mane reason we goes to the Mordhaus hopsital. They gives him, you know, the IVs and stuff. All the stupid doctors is wantings to come in, cause is Pickle. I hates going to hopsitals what isn't the one at Mordhaus. Mostly they keeps us out in the hallway, cause by this time I also hads to get drunk a little. Only a little. We's board, so we finds some string and plays that game where you makes the thing with the string with the hands. We's bad at it tho. My hair gots caught in the string, and it maked a big tangel. One of the doctors has to comes out of the room and cut the string or else we dosen't get free.

They says that Pickle is ok but they wants to keeps him there for the night. We was hungry, so we goed to the cafiteria but the food there was gross so then we go to a gas stashin and buys some food and booze there. And then when we gets back, and we's hanging out in the room with Pickle, he still want beer! That's is some dedickashins right there. Is pretty metal. He must have drinked a billion beers to gets so sick in the first place, cause he always be's able to drink more than anyone else in the band. We dosen't give him no beer tho, Rummy sayeds is a bad idea. When I gets more drunk then I was tired so I takes one of the beds from another room and pusheds it into Pickle's room. I don'ts know where Rummy sleeped, cause when I wakes up they's saying we can takes Pickle home. So we goes back to Mordhaus. Pickle goed to sleep, and I gets high and then watches some TV and then I goed to sleep too. And then I wakes up. And I writes this. The end.

Oh wait also I remsmembersed. When I was at the hopsital, I askeds all the lady nurses would they you-know-whats me, and they all says yes. I dosen't aktuallys do anysthing with any of them cause a lot of them is fattys, but there is some proofs for you, Skwisgaar, that I can gets the ladys when I wants them. So there.

Has anybody seened like fifty pizzas? I orders them last night, then forgets about them. And now I's hungry. You needs food to work.

I has a new respeckts for Nathan. This song writing stuff isn'ts easy. You think, oh, I just figures out a brutal thing and then makes a song about it. But then you got to think of a way how the words sounds good together, you know? Like the rhymes.

What I thinks of for my song was what if there was this guy, and he puts razors in places that people doesn't know about them. Like insides a toothbrush, or in the keys of a piano. And then when the people uses it, BAM! They gets cut. Razors is little, you could hides them all over. And then that's...how the guy kills people.

What rhymes with bloods?

Last night I gets this phone call from Dr. Rockzos, and he sayed that he neededs me to come help him. I doesn't really know whats going on, but I waked up Pickle cause I don't got a driver's lisense and we goes to finds him. And then when we does, he's all screweds up. Covered in muds and looks like he ain't sleeped for a real long time. And he telled us that he does cokeane. But also a lots of other stuff. Like alls the drugs that there is.

He's my frends! So I brings him back here cause he needs helps. He dids too many drugs, and that's how come he does all thems bad things. So we gots to help hims!

I makes him a sandswich...but I doesn't reallys know what to do nows. He smells real bad...

Well. The Master...is dead. He dieds at my recitel. I geuss he'd been sick for a whiles and just dosn't tell me. He was likes a father to me, and a friend. A fatherfriend.

But...the cycle of life goes ons. And I think maybe we learns somesthing. I don'ts really know what that is, but at least me and Skwisgaar isn't fighting no more. Well not that much anyway.

That therapissed guy, I thinks, was right. Before he goes crazy I mean. The band, we is like a family.

....gonna miss Dimneld tho.

Buuuuuut now we got these guys to be our frends! Guys that look likes us! Is good to have frends that ain't in the band. Maybes that's why somestimes we gets so mad at each others, cause we don't got nobody else to talk to. I likes this idea a lots.

Hey Skwisgaar, you don't gots to worry no more about me needings the piano lessons. I's getting them from Dimneld Selftcark now. No big deals, he's just amazing. Probably the best guitarist I ever sees. And he's gonna learn me aaaaaalllll his secret teknickes, passeds down through the ages.

I think maybes I go do the exersises he give me today right nows!

Jerktitsdouchebagmotherfuckercockgoblinkjlksdjfoaisudfoihns;ldfsjl;kdlkj;fasj;lkfsdoiu

Screw you all off!

I'm going out. Maybe I doesn't come back.

Fan Day. Well, you know, what cans you say about it? It sucked. Always does. Wasn'ts as bad as last year cause at least my face didn't end up stuckeds to the wall. But it still sucked. They just stands there, with their big dumb eyes...you just wants to stab them out or somesthing.

I really hates the fans. I wish they could just all understands how much we all hates them. And maybe you says, oh, they can'ts be that bad, at least they gots good taste in music! But no. They is that bad. For exampels: why does so many fat girls like us? And they makes this squealing noise...makes me want to die. Or those people that brings their damn kids.

And we gots to deal with this stuff all the time agains, now that we's going back on tour. I don't get why we got to keep working. Not like we don't got enough money to last forever.

Aw maaaaan. I can'ts believe I forgets Lobster Who Kills The Other Lobsters at that place. I hope he does okay on his owns.

That was a wierd party but the cakes was good. I thiiiiinks I could has done without all the naked tho.

But I wanna know how to plays that card game! Can someone learn me how?

[Lock from Murderface]

GEUSS WHAT I REMEMSEMBRED

TOMMORROW IS MURDERFACE'S BIRTHSDAY!

WE GOT TO HAVES A PARTY FOR HIM!

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Wowee. Last week I hads...the most coolest and awesome week probablys ever.

Not even gonna try to explains it cause I don't think no one would believe me.

I has done ecstensive reserch all day on the subject of ghostes.

Gonna catch the ghost in Mordhaus and make it tell me where is the secret treasure!

Umm....the Dance Dance Redsvonlush - the DDR machine is broked. I accidentalys kicked a hole in the screen. Maybe now it will learn its lesson. Soooo...I'm just gonna sit in the hotstub until someone comes to fix it.

Also we are out of pixy sticks and the bar down here don't got dark beer. Is not for me, but Freyja likes it better than the other kind.