I have two new heroes: William Burroughs and Marianne Faithfull. They were maniacs. Enough said. Burroughs shot his wife or something. Accidentally. Apparently. Marianne Faithfull, well, she has awesome style, dated rockstars and probably should have died from drug use.
Here's the crazy bitch:
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Amahl and I are having a Benadryl party. We live on the fuckin' edge sometimes. Tonight was just riddled with randomness like the following:
Jack Skellington cakes
Marilyn Manson
The Jungle Book. Specifically Mowgli.
CRUEL GRUEL
Yoko Ono and I and our bed-in for better hair products.
Kickin out some jams with MC5
Discussion of the Passion of the Christ and "Jesus language" (my first language)
CHASTITY BELTS. WITH SPIKES.
Trannies
Cats named Bag
Fun-dip on body parts
and going to hell.
This week, I'm going to buy interesting beers, go to the library, make cupcakes, swim and...more. Oooh, suspense.
Also, I want to go strawberry picking really badly. I don't know when that can be done, but it will be done.
There are also a few things I've got to read, like some Joyce, Allan Ginsberg and Venus in Furs by some crazy Austrian. My mother told me to read Graham Greene. We shall see.
Best quotes of the day:
"YOKO ONO IS IN THE HOUSE" -Yoko Lindy
"I'm making heroin" - my father
"I found out there is a hemorrhoid cream named Anusol and just started laughing. I think that made my day" -Doctor A. Who
"I love you more than my Magic card collection, is that too nerdy?" -China girl
xo