Hopefully the second time works. Because I don't want to wait for a third.

On the night of April 28, 2008 I will be meeting Fall Out Boy.

My mind is having trouble comprehending the above statement at the moment. I can't express how excited I am. I love that bands do this. I have no idea at the moment what I'm going to say to them. Thankfully, I have 79 days to think about it. It's amazing. This, in some ways, is the end of it for me. The climax in one of the very large chapters of my life. What I've been waiting for.

What will I say to Andy Hurley?
What will I say to Joe Throman?
What will I say to Patrick Stump?
What will I say to Pete Wentz?

This is the biggest problem in my life right now. And what a great problem it is to have.


Goodnight (even though I doubt I'll be able to fall asleep anytime soon)
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