I read a review of the new Hunter S. Thompson documentary in which the journalist seems sort of surprised to find out the following: that the guy was a patriot at a time when it was pretty fucking hard to be a partriot-I mean, you try loving America in the face of the Nixon administration. So then I thought, well, it's what we've all been doing
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Last night Sean tells me I won't be an addict because I understand the importance of a sober mind when it counts. My only fear is the extent to which boredom has its claws in me. And the fact that the writer's block will break by any means necessary, substance abuse included
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So I had been feeling that I was really failing at adulthood today, in that "Wow, I have the social skills of a twelve-year-old! I blush and giggle like a fucking moron!" sort of way.
But then Erin and I went to Emeryville and I bought a lovely grey dress, and 4, count 'em 4, books!
So while I may not be a grown-up mature individual, I have
Nationwide, Americans are now spending about 4 percent of their take-home income on gasoline. By contrast, in some counties in the Mississippi Delta, that figure has surpassed 13 percent.