kiss it.
It's a tad mellow; doesn't measure up to the standards of "Antichrist Superstar" or "Mobscene" - but it's still good nonetheless.
Brian Hugh Warner is a fucking genius.
Plus for just $10.95, I got this;
It's a fucking steal, & so far it's becoming one of most in-depth biographies of Monroe I've ever come across.
I'm waiting to find the right biography of
James Dean, and my obsession will be about done.
So I overslept all the way till 11.15 when school actually started at 8am, & I had to cab again to school for the 12pm Econs tutorial, plus I got chosen for some debate for next Wednesday's class, something that I had no say in cos I wasn't present.
Today was exceptionally fat & ugly too.
Jebus.
OH WELL, I GOT MANSON'S ALBUM -
HAH! - & when Paramore's "RIOT!" hit stores I'd be so much happier I wouldn't care if I became a pariah because I was fat & everyone stopped liking me because I'd turned into a chunky monkey or something or the sort.
