11.29.2010

Crackhead is dead

Friday, January 9, late: the condo, my room
I taught myself how to play "Smells like Team Spirit" on the guitar. Talked to Boris and Felix on AIM about starting a band. Crackhead is losing sponsors at a marathon pace and there is no waiting list of alternative endorsement prospects. It seems that reverence for the Almighty Bill has turned the industry against me. Why the hell is Lilly shouting my name like that? It's nine o'clock in the evening. She knows our grandparents go to bed early in order to start slamming doors at five in the am. I better go see what the hell she wants.

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