A long time coming...

Hmmm, I've been debating about doing this forever. And now maybe I've gotten up the courage, or maybe I'm crazy on painkillers, because I got hit in the face last night at Dan Deacon's. I can't tell you how much my nose hurts right now, it's RADIATING. But anyway, if you've been harboring a secret grudge to kill me with popsticle sticks and Weezer CDs (or just think I'm extraordinarily boring), it's okay, you can defriend away, and I swear I won't mind.