good thing i am laying down already because in my weakened state i am not entirely sure that i can handle the news that davey boy just hit me with.
next week he will be shooting my true love since i was 15 years old, stephen malkmus.
i might die.
oooooooh my god.
i need to steady myself.
and learn how to use a light meter, stat...i will quit my job to be your assistant that day, black.