People,

You all are lucky that this is a written journal as opposed to an oral one for a couple of reasons. One of these is the fact that I have really bad breath (not really, well, maybe). The second is that I can barely talk at all this morning.

Why?

Well, we in Fooled By April had quite an evening at the Rock House last night. You see, we've hired a radio promotions company to help spread the word on FXA to college radio stations all across this fine land we call America. Fortunately, they've agreed to work on the cheap because they like us. Unfortunately, for them to work on the cheap they need us to handle all the mailing. So last night the four of us congregated in the Rock House Living Room and proceeded to prepare 400 radio ready promo packs. Each pack included putting three stickers on an envelope, two on a cd, wrapping the cd in a bio sheet, stuffing the envelope, stamping the envelope and then.......licking the envelope.

Now, licking one envelope is OK, sometimes even enjoyable. You get a little salty sweet glue in your tum tum and everyone's happy. Not so with 100+. After about thirty you start to feel like you've eaten 3/4 of a horse and you find yourself taking swigs of Diet Pepsi (which you hate) between each envelope just to keep from gagging. At about 150, with papercuts all over your lips, you start yelling at Brendo Frendo and make him help.

Anyway, the point of the story is that although my mouth tastes like poo this morning, soon you'll hear us on the radio. All in all, I think it's a pretty good trade.