James Frey, your book is good whether it is true or not.

You are on Oprah acting like a child caught stealing money from his mother's purse.

The picture on the back of your book is hot, but your beard is not and neither is your voice. I'm disappointed in you.

I just participated in a Budweiser sponsored Rock, Paper, Scissors tournament and then danced alone on the dance floor of a near-empty gay bar. And I'm pretty sure it's Tuesday.

Today I give thanks to my uncle Jerry, for gifting me with his fabulous turntable and his OVER 300 VINYL RECORDS.

The collection in includes Bowie, Elton John, Srgt Pepper's, Lou Reed, Steve Miller, Queen...the list goes on.

Oh I am so in heaven. Please tell me you're jealous. Even I'm suddenly jealous of me, somehow.

I am totally over: Douchebaggery of both sexes. Iowa. Doing dishes. Parental shenanigans. Being bullied.

I am totally on top of: Thanksgiving break! Boys with scruff and glasses. Kids who love bathtubs and fritattas. Working with people who know their shit. People who actually care about me.

For myself, because the song is absolute poetry
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Tomorrow marks the beginning of my one-woman road show to Seattle!

Wish me luck.

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BEST DAY EVER!

I've got a date, bitches!