before i cut to the continuation of thee tour diaries, i'd like to take a few moments to express how incredibly bad the new get up kids record is. it's bad. seriously bad. like "one of the worst albums i've ever heard" bad. avoid it at all costs. expect my review to go up on 75 or less before the end of the day.

oh yeah…my birthday was seriously fucked up. i started drinking at lunch and didn't stop until about 7am on the following morning. festivities included making out with hot girls and getting attacked by rufus wainwright as he tried to ram his tongue down my throat. i did score his cell number for katie, though. bitchin'.

i'll get back to the road stories later tonight…