THE SUN WILL EXPLODE IN LESS THAN 6 YEARS

I woke up this morning feeling all grr...I'm still in the process of trying to get that poison Depo out of my system, and my days range from O.K. to pretty rotten.

Sometimes I panic when I think about getting old. Not panic in that "Oh god, wrinkles" sort of way, just panic because inside my head I feel exactly the same as I did when I was 14, at least, I can't remember any specific moment when my way of thinking changed and became adult, and that troubles me, the idea of thinking the same but losing control over your outerness. (outerness isn't a word, is it...)

Regis and Kelly is a great big celebrity ass-kiss festival. David Letterman sure did make fun of Paris Hilton in her interview with him last night, and she really wasn't getting it, not that that should come as a surprise.

Once this very fat gay man was at my apartment shaking his man boobs to Madonna. ON PURPOSE. I think that was the last time I allowed random people to come back and party after the club.

I always imagine that every British man sounds exactly like Damon Albarn when they sing.