If you were at Devil's last night, we covered this. Among other things . . . mostly MOTHER FUCKERS.
Now, being manic -- though super fun in many ways -- is absolutely exhausting. It's been, at the very least, 3 weeks. But I'd venture to guess it's closer to 5. Maybe more. Who fucking knows? All I do know is I'm at that point now where I just wanna collapse into someone's arms and finally get some rest.
Cause he's rich as fuck, plus he smells like yak, so come on . . .
NOW WHO WANTS TO GO HIKING????????
In Case You Were Wondering . . .
Sometimes Ronnie D writes funny stuff. Sometimes she writes desperate teenage prose. Most times she just slams her feeble, little woman-hand onto the keyboard in an attempt to feel something, anything.