Sometimes when I’m having a particularly shitty day, I wish I could just float away on a cloud of sweet, sweet angel dust. But I don’t mess with that shit anymore. Because of Helen Hunt:
I also don’t chase tornadoes nor do I fuck Jack Nicholson because of her.
She’s a smart lady.
Although as an adult I have on occasion been known to do liquor, and even toke. Hey, everybody does it.
Well, everybody who’s anybody.