i miss courtney love's old face

Max is about to start cutting teeth. so today we had a long talk about good drugs and bad drugs and life and celebrities but i disguised it all as a very funny song that made him giggle and drool. he actually just now laughed in his sleep at the TV. i love him because the Soup is really funny.

an adorable check out girl at the drug store said she read my AZ daily star story.

"it was really pretty."

that's my favorite thing lately. i could've kissed her right on the mouth.

Don't You Forget About Me No No No NO

don't get me wrong. i'm real thankful i'm getting better and blah blah blah. thank you for asking. however i wrote my heart out to sharon osbourne only to receive a weak ass stamped signature (but kinda cool) glossy of ozzy and a super weak promotional postcard for his new cd. like i was seeking an autograph and not sharing the hardest parts of my life. i think i felt better when i was ignored.

HARLEM have proved themselves a couple of bimbos for sure. i've tried to get in touch with my old pal curtis 5 times since max was born. they visited in december when everything was so scary. but i don't want to be remembered when it's scary because i'm sick. i wanna be remembered because we mixed tequila in our blood and cut our hair and wore white pants and slept around and loved music. and there's a new wolf cub in our hometown. i thought you might care.

i wanna be on front pages. i wanna be back on stages. but not because i'm pitiful and not even because i'm strong. because of what i create and say. not because of some weak ass cancer.

Tell me all the things that i wanna hear

...and then he kissed me. i almost missed it. just enough more than friendly to be sorta perfect. actually the first boyish kiss since the one that lead to Max (really almost a year ago)...

no big deal kiss. just kinda special to me...

never break the chain

the shortest distance between two people are the words "me too"

they are the first words shared by friends. whenever they are repeated it should be considered a renewal of vows.

Max is a livewire. a born drummer. Mowgli in the flesh. i think he knows when we take his pictures that he is communicating with people miles and miles away. he looks them in the eye, this extended spiderweb of family he has never met, as if introducing himself and saying excitedly Me too!

semi-charmed kind of life baby baby

you have changed every life you've collided with. but you have revolutionized mine.

a word that isn't sentence is proving to be more than a paragraph. more than a page. but only a chapter.

it really must be better this way right?