Some days you just know you're gonna end up eatting glitter

Will soon be headed out for the second Amanda Palmer tribute we're doing. There are still changes being made to the performance as we speak, and we only had two rehearsals. Short ones. One of the people playing with me has not been to a single rehearsal, I fucking hope it goes alright. I tell myself if I fuck up, it's encouragement to other people to go on stage and make noise and be awesome - cause if I can fuck up and survive it, they should also try. Like bikini Kill. Being awesome and saying grab instruments and go on stage! Or just go on stage! Shout and be awesome! Or just shout!

Freaking out - but decidedly less . I'm trying to enjoy this, and yeah - for sure I am excited, and tired, and a bunch of other feelings along with the fear - which maybe I will get along with better tonight. Need to remember the VERY most important thing to me is to try to feel whatever I feel.

I love the song, and our interpretation of it. Will be singing Melody Dean, to me - about the Stanford Era, cause I want it to be - perhaps more about that later...