(diaryland) December 06, 2001 - 9:44 a.m.

I went to a gig the night before last, and suddenly I was bombarded with all these people I knew. It was weird. I went expecting to see no-one I knew, but it ended up that I was quite good friends with half the audience, including Michele and Estelle. One of the people at the gig was a guy I hadn�t seen in over a year.

I asked him whether he was playing in a band, and he said, �Yeah, I�m playing in so-and-so. How about you?�

I said, �Yep. I�m playing in a band called Breakfast of Champions.�

He said, �Hey. I think I�ve heard of you guys.�

It rocked.

Also, Lego dedicated a song to me and my piano teacher, because we go to a lot of their gigs. I felt warm and fuzzy. I�m normally fuzzy, though.