Oh man, I'm so drunk right now. We just played a drinking game and this might be the second time I've actually been drunk this tour. Fucking American beer. See, we found out about this cheap shit called Icehouse which tastes kind of Canadian and is 5.5% instead of the regular, like, 4. Plus, it was like five bucks for a six pack of tall cans. I think, the only other time I was drunk was the night I had whiskey, in Hollywood before the Christian Death show, and even then it wasn't like this. Fuck I'm frustrated. I don't have the privacy to rub my box, or make love to my husband (we just left a hippy town) like I would in normal life. My new haircut makes me feel more sensual. I can't help it. I guess it's bed time.

If you're reading this, I love you.

crystal

Four years ago I came to a great realization. Too bad not much has changed.