Of Crack Whores And Other Things

I feel kind of flattered. The crack whore visited Mr. Blond the other day and he tried getting ahold of me to shoo her away. Maybe it's not all in my head after all.

I saw John at the Hipster Bar the other night. I actually talked to him. I hate full moons.

I had a beer with the Artist. It was sooo nice to talk to him seriously again. We had the best serious conversation last night. I miss him. He is a good friend and I love him to peices. I hope his life gets straightened out.

I found out something interesting about Beady Eyes. Heehhehehe. I'm going to call her bluff about something. Hehehehehe. I'm good at what I do.