funny ride and craziness.

there is no quintard. except that there is, but nobody will admit that.

atlanta is great (or is it just big cities in general?). random friendly people. fake vomit on clones. sushi overload. big punk burrito. more and more and...oh, too much vinyl! naked swimming crowd. drinkin' and swearin' and the last ten minutes of 2001 in the park. hedwig touched me. literally. gay sex party that didn't happen, or did, but without us. sad endings.

best. roadtrip. ever.

but now it's all this worry because corporations are fucking things up.

i filled the entire thing out!

if i don't get to go to london, i really will cry. flat out cry like a little bitch.

and i'll probably break things.