Death
All I wanted to say is that I have a weird feeling about my birthday this year. It is on the 25th and we keep transporting people with my birthday at work. Sick and dying people. So if I am fine come August then I am just crazy, but if something bad happens then I was psychic and that should be on my headstone. "He was one crazy psychic son of a bitch" And my brother Nicholas gets all my CD's. Carrie gets my instruments. And my clothes go to Jared and Kellen who are basically the same shape as me. Wiley and Amanda can fist fight for whats in my bank account, and believe me they will even if it is only 65 cents. My car goes to Kori, my body hair should be shaved and given to Stephanie to wear around her neck. My posters and lyric books to Conan. My books go to Dann Spohn except my poetry anthology which goes to Erika P just cuz. My radiohead at the Hollywood bowl tickets got to Josh and Sarah. My booze goes to Greg andthe rest of you can go to hell, I'll save us a booth.
Seriously bad mojo working around this b-day.
Seriously bad mojo working around this b-day.