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Saturday, October 16, 2010

It's Really Happening!

Damn, Boston is loud.  I'm in a fucking hotel and can hear the party-goers drunken shouts outside.  Why am I not with them?  Because I'm in isolation.

(Even though I cheated and went to the gym).

While in this city, I've been writing a book.  A biography, you might say.  Or, a bunch of random fucked up memories, stories, experiences, pictures, poetry, drawings, dreams, screams.  In general, is it about me and my life, written in the only way I know how - art.

I'm really not egotistical.  But, this book is already fucking awesome.

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