First, I should say something about myself. I should, but now that I'm under pressure I can't think of a single interesting fact about me. Oh wait...my brother put me in a dryer and turned it on. I jumped out of an airplane. I was homeless in Europe. I slept on a park bench. I made out with Steven Weber and drank with Keanu Reeves (Wow. That should have been reversed, but so goes my life!). I went to the psych ward on a 5150 where a big black man tried to masturbate on me. I went to a beautiful gay wedding. I got married as a pirate. My dog should be famous because Sandra Bullock thinks he's cute. I once talked to John F. Kennedy Jr on the phone when we were both teenagers. I was stranded naked in a hotel in Amsterdam.
So I guess this blog will be about my life. So many things happen to me, there is bound to be something interesting to tell! Please stay tuned.
Ang,
ReplyDeleteI'm really anxious to read this in it's entirety. KEEP WRITING. When the shit hits the fan (sorry, I couldn't resist) KEEP WRITING. If for no other reason that there's enough ink in the cartridge. Please...KEEP WRITING.