Friday, September 12, 2003


So sad about Johnny Cash and John Ritter. So very sad.

Sia came up to me this morning saying i was psychic "First you said that gay's were big, and Britney and Madonna kissed. Then you said we should write a Johnny Cash obit, and the today he's dead."

I predict that tonight I go to a wedding.

The new Strokes album has hit our offices. I want to dance a little bit but I also would rather be listening to the new Interpol album. However, i gotta say, Fabrizio's drumming is fucking great.

No drinking last night. No drinking on wednesday night. Tonight is not a school night and the parent's are in Florida... what's up biatch?

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