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June 30th – Columbus, OH
One of my favorite memories of Columbus, OH is that they have a Moes that stays open until 4 in the morning. Little did I realize that in the two years since the last time I was in this town, Moes has closed and I had to settle for some bullshit Chipotle. We are playing tomorrow night at a punk house that has been a punk house since the 80’s. I have no problem with punk houses, I just wonder what life will be like if/when punk houses and punx are no longer a part of it.

July 1st – Columbus, OH
Tonight we played like it was our first time playing together. I forget, why do I like Columbus so much?

July 2nd – Morgantown, WV
We’re driving to Morgantown, WV. I am sure there is an aesthetic and welcoming aspect to living anywhere in West Virginia, and I am at least relatively certain that those aspects have to do with mountains, but I cant pin-point them. It’s not pretty, the people are sweet but awkward. I feel like music is half a decade behind here. Everything is cheaper though, though. I bought 2 soda’s, a pack of cookies, some gummi bears and a bag of BBQ chips (which turned out to be the only thing I ate that day) for less than 6 dollars at Rite Aid. We’re driving to Morgantown, WV…I feel like I don’t fully understand West Virginia

July 3rd – Harrisburg, PA
We collected 100 gallons of pretty clean permission grease today…before that I woke up on a shag carpeted floor and can feel the effects of not taking care of my knees. All my bones ache as if they are 15 years older. Maybe I should stop drinking so much diet soda and teach someone else how to load the bus for once.

July 4th – Philadelphia, PA
I walked just short of 8 miles today, getting from place to place and seeing friends and getting food. Jon Loudon invited me to his friend Sean’s, which turned out to overlook one of the biggest 4th of July gatherings in the nation. I never really enjoyed the Roots, but after seeing them perform I have a newfound respect for what they do. If all hip hop was as dense as the Roots, I would never listen to anything else. One thing I realized today is that Philadelphia has a very distinct smell that I have come to enjoy very much. I really love my time in this city, but, to a certain extent, I am glad that I don’t live here. I would hate for the excitement of returning to this city to fade for me. The backyard that backs up to 409 is having a DJ’d party and I have heard no less than 3 Michael Jackson songs since I have been back here. I am sick of hearing about the king of pop. My opinions on the man have not changed now that hes a corpse.

Adrianna and I didn’t get along very well today. I don’t worry about it too much though…not because I don’t take our arguments seriously – I get incredibly upset when things aren’t sweet – but because it just makes me realize how much I love her. We have been an official couple now for almost 8 months, but we have been important parts of each others lives for almost 14 months. Arguing, in a sort of strange way, just makes me more excited to see her and to pick her up and spin her around with me. I’ve never been this excited for a 6am plane flight in my whole life than I am for the one that awaits me Tuesday morning.