Promo Pictures Day Diary Entry

So today woke up at 9am, drank a whole case of Red Bull and went to the sandwich bed...only to get into a fight with the manager because you're only allowed to have one man and one woman in one room. I was really sad. I mean, it was really seedy and we don't have $80...even if it's a bed that looks like a sandwich. I kept trying to tell him we weren't going to even touch each other or anything in the room. It was useless.

There was a lot of traffic in Chicago today. We drove for maybe five hours and shot pictures for one hour. We saw Matthias' left nut. Actually just Paul did. But he didn't say anything because it was awkward. We have street fighter style pictures though. And pictures of us jumping and doing other typical amateur band-photo things. We ate thai food and met old people and swung on some bars by some shirtless dude.

Our friends from Columbia, Missouri are here to play shows with us. They are staying with Shuuawn RoZenBLATTT while PeeWee Newmann sleeps on my futon. We played in Hyde Park tonight. Pachyderm didn't get a chance to play because some people wanted to sleep. That was terribly awkward. Those people don't know what they missed and also, what the hell? It was only 1am. Hyde Park is full of cry babies. We met some cool people though. We saw some kids drop acid for the first time ever. It looked like a baby's fingernail.

Last night the boys slow motion punched each other and played bloody knuckles for about 25 minutes straight. Needless to say, I was bored during the last five minutes. Thanks to Tom for being our favorite uncle out of all the uncles we have. We have a lot of uncles.

Tomorrow we play in Wicker Park. Across the street from Jewel/KMart above Belmont Army. I don't know the address. You should come!

Angie & Paul