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Oh hell- don't even remind me of that. "Party" isn't exactly what I'd call that. Maybe more along the lines of chemical over-indulgence to the point of polypharmic overdose, converged w/copious amounts of various alcoholic imbibement that induced erratic, annoying behaviour, including, but not limited to stairwell freefalling. Hmm- lemme see... What I took BEFORE losing all memory of the next 12 or so hours: approx. 5-10 Oxy 80 mgs- before leaving Portsmouth that day, 15 Lorcet 10s as travel snacks to Cinci, 15 or so beers, SuperFuzz/BigMuff reverb, the band's Stoli backstage, magical fucking mushrooms of dubious origin from generous young fan there also, more beers, Matt Lukin handjob attempts, more beers, bad grunge rock vibes from Mark Arm for insulting him in many oh so clever fashions, and girl spit... Ughhh..

Don't mean to scare ya, kids. That WAS years ago, anyway. I'm all hugs not drugs these days. woohoo! I honestly don't care much for vomiting. blechh.

Yeah- TIM was great help. They all told me later of how they made no attempt to save me from making a total ass of myself- much less perhaps kill myself- yet, they all found time & energy to join in the growing crowd of people who were either laughing at me or wanting to kick my ass because i was trying to do their girlfriends or some shit.

haha, The bad ol' daze. Well- I do nothing these days...

Oh speaking of which- Mike, I'm emailing you as soon as I close this.
ciao biotches!

What I heard back then didn't go into that much gory detail, but ok. I do remember they said you gave Mark Arm all kinds of hell.

[Edited on Aug 02, 2004 10:38PM]