The Long Road Home
After three years of living in LA, I'm flying home for the first time. Herrin awaits and I'm on a crash course with the past. Time to munch on some Polar Whip and recall a life of alcholism and self-abuse. Ha! I shall destroy the demons of that ancient night with my new powers of spontaneous insanity and Inglewood sex appeal.
Everyone has made an appearance: Brad, Kelle and Ryan in August. So, this should be like smoking your first primo--nice and tingly w/ sudden outbursts of paranoid delusions of end-times grandeur!
Hook my ass up to a comet's tail, Johnny-boy. I'm on my way. Home sweet Home!
