UK Tour Diary part £

I'm in an internet cafe
in the far south of England
and I have to poop.

I'm sorry I haven't
been telling you more,
not about poop,
but about my adventures.

One week down and no hotels bought.

One week?
is that all?

Lot's of stories,
I don't really know
where to begin.

shows have been good,
some great,
but I thought the London
show was the weakest,
which is too bad,
because there was a guy
from the BBC Radio One
in the audience.

ah, well...
what can you do?

It didn't suck,
but it sure didn't
rock like last night in Bath.

But I saw lot's of old friends,
and I met two diehard fans
from the internet,
and that's cool.

Thanks to the following
people for letting us sleep
in their homes, I hope I don't
forget anyone:

Trav
Brook and Will
Mike
Barry Vagina
Ben
Fifi

umm...
I think that might be it so far.

I've got lots more gigs to play,
and I just bought eight more tapes
for the video camera.

We are getting some killer
fucking footage, I just wish
I had this camera over the
last couple of years.

There's some stunts and
general hooliganism from
the Pauly days that I wish
I had documented.

That's life,
move forward,
and record.

I will definitely
be working on a DVD
as soon as I get
back to the States.

And I'm still trying
to sort out a date
in Chicago for a Christmas party.

sort out?

Jesus,
I've been talking
to too many English people.

-p