I really really really want to go out and get roaring drunk tonight.

You and me both sister. *siiiiiiiiiiigh* What I would do for a line of shots and ten packs of smokes . . .

I don't want to be rich or famous or powerful. I want every last fucking thing that stands between me and being rich or famous or powerful to know that it's been in a goddamn fight.

I am enjoying this concept immensely.