Tell Me What to Do

Notes From The Sidelines [Part 1]

Date: Monday, February 4th, 2008
Time: 12:56 - 1:12 AM

Body:

So here I am, once more sitting in bed, listening to Backseat Goodbye, watching my best friend sleep. He's in town for the week and so instead of getting a hotel like a normal rock star, he is crashing at my place [well more so using me for my bed and free food, but thats not the point]. He looks so innocent when he sleeps, not so much like the the 'Mr. Big Shot' who is worshiped by preteens and MTV whores.

Ever since his band got signed, I've hardly seen him and when I do, he's almost sleeping or with his flavor of the week. Now before you go calling him a Mlut and saying that the Fame has gone to his head, let me clear some things up for you. T has some commitment and abandonment issues. Most girls don't want to wait for him to get off tour and so he's always returning home to an empty apartment and another piece of his heart missing.

Speak of the devil, looks like its time for me to sign out && make this boy his damn pancakes.

ZombieRusse

PS
Who the hell asks for pancakes at 1:11 in the AM?O.o
♠ ♠ ♠
Guess who the lead male is && I'll give you a cookie. :]]

For those who do know who he is, or the band:
Yes, I do know that the band is in fact on tour right now
&& I know the lead male is in a good relationship
but its my damn story and I'll write it how I want to.