Friday, October 31, 2003


I've figured out what I need to do to become one of the world's great artists. It's easy. I need to get into more trouble. My life needs some more excitement. I need to be like Jackson Pollock and get into more alcohol-fueled bar fights. I need to get myself stabbed by a pimp like Sam Beckett. I need to get shot by a feminist a la Warhol. Or I could just cut off my ear and ship it to... Oh never mind.

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