(I think this is after my bandmate and I got back from LA, visiting her rock-star friends.)
San Francisco:
Soiled shit underwear on sidewalk, fucked up ear, all my bread gone. Roommates ate it, used up all t.p. Feel better about stupid tattoo and worse about the band.
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Sunday, April 18, 2010
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