Apr 10, 2005 13:47
So last night I spent the night at the house of only the greatest music producer of our generation ...Terry Date. I was going to sneak around and try to find Chris Cornell's phone number, but alas, I did not. Too bad.
I got a tattoo yesterday and my parents keep saying "you're going to regret that" and "business meetings" and "it's soooo huge" It's making me feel especially irritated because I'm already feeling sick. You know why, sorry and thank you to those who helped.
PS Alison, I have your sweatshirt and garbage can and you have my socks and soap.