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Sunday, Jan. 19, 2003 - 10:54 pm

Now Playing: The Drama "Mid Air Cycling"

"And you say that you love me today. But it fades away. And this drive will end."

FFI played Friday night. They didn't play well though. That may have been the last FFI show for a while. There's a strong possibility that a lineup change is coming soon. Very soon.

And while we were out at the show, I had 3 seperate people come up to me and say "hi" or "what's up" or whatever, and I had no clue who they were. I admit...I'm bad with faces and names. It'll happen a lot - folks will come up to talk to me, having met me at some concert or another, and I have no recollection of who they are. But to have 3 in one night...that's bad. I feel like such an ass when it happens. I wonder if they know. I wonder if they're standing there talking to me saying to themselves "he has no idea who I am."

I'm lame...I know.

I cut my hair tonight. Correction: I shaved my big fat fucking head tonight. Yes, the mullet is gone. "Trucker Ryan" has left the building. It's weird having virtually no hair anymore...but it's nice. Low maintenance, baby.

One million things I wanted to say here, but I can't remember a single one.

Thanks alot, memory...

Wait, who are you again?

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