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April 18, 1978 – Journal Entry – East Village

A crazed full moon night at CBGBs with the Misfits on stage. Ann drank herself senseless. My memory was missing holes, but I recalled her flirting with several punk rockers. I didn’t care, since I fucked the redhead from NEON WOMEN in the ladies bathroom. Even her pubic hairs were red. Someone kept knocking on […]

Heading To Virginia

Last Thursday I headed south to Virginia. I was marrying Paige and Stephen. In Richmond. The bus ran at 70 through New Jersey. It was a boring ride. I hate Bruce. I hate THE SOPRANOS. I hate the Jersey Shore. I fell asleep. I woke up at the Delaware River. I went back to sleep […]