2001-08-15 - 8:22 a.m.
Damn, I spent a good hour writing a very heartfelt, drunk ass post but I didn't set it up correctly, so I lost it. Now I'm too fucked up in my own Truman Show vibe to share the feelings that were gnawing at my guts like a Spartan fox. Have mercy on the bastard idiots that surround me, sweet muse. Here's a piece of advice for everyone in the entertainment industry.
Don't love anyone you trust and visa versa.
Anyone who needs this advice should get out.
Anyone who thinks they already know what I'm talking about should start selling shoes. Not the cheap ones at Payless, baby, but the really high class mother fuckers you used to wear to make you feel good in Junior High.
Anyone who disregards this message should make a movie.
Love Wammo
P.S. Anyone who pronounces the afore mentioned word (visa) like the credit card, should call me as soon as possible.
