I'm off to Tristan's house. Not to be confused with Tristan, Kristen and I exchanged music: I recommended Scissor Sisters and she shot back with Louis XIV's "Finding Out That True Love Is Blind," because she couldn't get it out of her head. And now I can't get it out of my head.
Also, I retroactively updated the journal with entries for the past week, some of which I just backdated and some of which I had posted as drafts and hadn't yet made it on stage. Expect more in like — what? — another week?