Well, here's to two months of drunken lateness, scared-to-pee first couple of days (as well as eat), and pretty much the most sleep deprivation I have ever suffered. Magical? No. Paid the bills? Yes.
So, on MySpace, I belong to a group of Albuquerquians plus a few New Yorkers that basically try to rip each other out. Yeah, it's called "The Shredder," and yeah, it's totally messing with my head. I can't seem to think nice thoughts about anyone right now - I'm just trying to figure out a way to rip somebody. It's actually kinda like when I was reading Warhol and could only think in Warhol sentences.
Damn me for being impressionable!