Thursday, January 04, 2007

no that's just a rumor.

i spent the last minutes of 2006 watching in horror as rock star joey hurled a bottle of johnny walker blue label out of the window shattering the glass all over the camera crew that was camped outside our room. or maybe the camera crew wasn't camped outside our room. maybe they ran to our room with the speed of a herd of gazelles on adderol when i opened the door to smoke a cigarette and survey the damages. whatever. either way when the boom mike violated our room and i could see my own reflection in the giant lens i roundhouse kicked the door shut and fell to the floor as if, as sabrina said, i'd been doused with napalm. fuck the paprazzi man. true story.

in other news i'm not actually dead. story of my life.
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