I'm starving. But everyone else is sleeping. I don't want to disturb them--last night was a big, long Molson fest--but we're probably supposed to do soundcheck in 50 minutes. I know we're not going then since they haven't been ready for us at 8 all week, but still. Maybe I'll go have a smoke then wake someone. Yeah. That's the plan.

Happy Friday the 13th.

Four years ago, I had a panic attack.