1. I think there should be an organization, something like Alcoholics Anonymous, but for writers, and instead of finding God in order to heal your writing, you'd have to do the opposite, and find the bottle. Maybe that's what my writing needs, more booze.
2. I saw Jonney today, finally he got back from Minnesota. We jubilantly greeted each other in the practice room at WMCA where I was packing up my guitar from a lesson. He swooped in, and I, in a harpy-type voice, screeched "I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN FOREVER!" Like we didn't already know that. He has a new guitar and a new haircut, and it was cute to see him with his sunburn, which was like a red and peeling neckbeard. I felt sorry for it. When I kissed his neck, I made sure not to kiss his sunbeard, for even the gentle touch of a kiss can bring horror to a burnt and pinkened skin.
3. Lastly, there is this YouTube video that my English teacher's darling wife (whom I think is way pretty and it makes me jealous) posted on her blog, and I feel the need to share it, since I will never ever get the chorus out of my head. I present to you, Werewolf Bar Mitzvah.
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