Today I staid in bed eating port wine cheese and baker's chocolate. Boys are both on my nerves. I am reading blogs and trying to wish myself back into childhood. Ain't working.
Here is a weird thing I think about often: I was fucking adorable until maybe four yeas ago. I wish I'd had more racy photos taken of me. Or, I shoulda taken them my god damned self, for fuck sake. GR! Oh well, if yer under thirty, take yer fucking clothes off and take a ton of photographs of yerself, for yerslf. You cannot lose. Yer gorgeous! Unless yer a fatso loser fake druggie wannabe. Then yer just boring and decided waste of my time... And everyone else's too.
Next show, hopefully I will know the tripping experience. I am such an amateur, man. At least I have the real deal with me here, and I am without a doubt, unwilling to share, like ever. And I am no longer talking about mushrooms. In yer face, ugly.