JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.

I don't have the fucking time to write in this shit, there is so many things going on right now that I don't even know where to fucking start. I'll write a good one soon.

I have a really hard time updating this shit. The tour, the book, the show, the press, the junkets, it's fucking driving me insane. And behind that, I've got my ex wife to deal with and to be with my kids. I have to live my life too, you know ( Read more... )

I want my Pamela. Now.

I feel like shit. My stomach hurts and I need a cigarette. Someone come console me.

Tara's hot.

KROQ Weenie Roast was fucking sweet.

Fuck this. I don't give a shit anymore.

I fuckin swear, just when you think shit is gettin better, it just takes a turn for the worse. Women.. wait, let me correct myself, GIRLS are fucking not worth my time right now. I hate myself for being such a little bitch sometimes, but I'm getting old man, I need to fuckin settle down ( Read more... )

I'm finally fucking here! This shit is so hyped up, so I had to see what it was all about. Looking forward to meeting a lot of new people, some hot babes and some old buds. Yeah yeah, it's the infamous Tommy Lee, the dude with a big =X the drummer for Motley, Pamela's exhusband, and a whole bunch of other shit too. Fuck, a lot of baggage comes with ( Read more... )