I’m glad we live here, even if we are never here. I first heard about New York when I was in elementary school in Boise, ID. my geography teacher told me that it was dirty and dangerous, and full of bums and black people and drug addicts. I knew I had to live in NY as soon as possible. It’s the only city I’ve been to that doesn’t bore me after a week. That’s the worst part about living anywhere, knowing that there is somewhere that is less boring than where you are. Anyway, we’re leaving for a tour. This one is only a month, overseas. Our flight is overnight to Dublin, and I’ve got sleeping pills.