"No, I don't know Diablo Cody."

I'm in LA, being famous and shit. Dan and I got new rock tees today in Hollywood. Sex Pistols for me, Johnny Cash for him. Pizza too. Chicken wings later. Crushed an 18 pack of of silver bullets tonight. A friend emailed me about some internet social networking drama. Jesus, aren't we like 30 now? Why the eff did I check email on vacation? Left some crappy ass weather back in Minnie. This shit out here is nice. Peace.

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