1079. So Whatcha Want?
Picture me and Ziggy sitting on a very rectangular couch, notebooks on the coffee table in front of us, a guitar in my lap and my hair all over the fucking place because I’ve been tearing it out. Still no song.
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240. Mirror People
(NOTE: The Malware is GONE. We’re CLEAN.) We had take-out Indian from a place Michelle liked, so she brought it. There was way more than we could eat. Lars promised he’d throw the leftovers out before we got back if he couldn’t eat them himself. He was moving in with his girlfriend, but he was […]