while i was asleep
i went to sleep
and in my second dream
something funny happened
and woke me up laughing
it was so funny i kicked the walls, roaring
but it was only dream-waking.

harry and i went to australia to see the living end. i was very surprised that he agreed to come with me.

there was a whole journey we had to take once we got there, we flew into one place and were going to get the train to wherever the concert was, then go somewhere else to fly back.

we got to the train station and harry was waiting in the car down one end and i was going to go get the train tickets. the train showed up before i could figure out the train schedule (i had no idea where we were or where we were going). i had a moment when i thought harry was going to get on the train without me, but luckily he didn't.

then i thought we forgot the tickets. i was ready to call my mom and get her to somehow ship them to australia, but then i remembered i had placed them inside a book. i also had a guitar with me and a couple of large tins of cookies.

so off we went. i google earth'd the venue, and even though it was in a small city i'd never heard of, it looked like a huge venue.

when we arrived in the city we made our way to the house of the people we were staying with. they were a large family. they were delighted that we were musicians, and they all loved our accents. they kept asking us how to say certain phrases and laughing at the canadian version.