So, DANGER GIRL FELL DOWN...

According to the DR, DANGER GIRL is a disaster. Which, of course makes me immediatly feel better. Better about my drinking, my pot smoking, my over all indulgence about purty much anything and everything. I've decided that the goal in my life is to piggy back on DANGER GIRLS misfortunes and ride them like a wild pony. I mean, don't get me wrong. I make my own advetures, these just seem WAAaaaYYYyy more prevelant and relavant to everything.
First off, DANGER GIRL totally fucked herself up. And, keeps fucking herself up. (I personally think she likes it.) Beyond that, she keeps riding on her own. AND, I only find out when she comes in all sweaty, dripping, pealing off the IPod from her arm saying, "Oh yeah. I just logged bout' 20 miles"....
No big deal. The last time I logged 20 miles on a bike was when we decided to bike w/F.JIM last year!!!
That's OK though. I understand 'crises.'
And, I understand obsession.
*I wish I could become so fucking obsessive!*
I personally think she might be on the verge of 'some kind' of break down....
Some, wierd biking, break down..
Does that happen?
DANGER GIRL!
I'm reaching out! Come to my house. I will meditate and do yoga w/ you.
We will smoke weed and not only heal our insides but the outsides as well!!
I'm here to help!
I love you.
And, Look. I've got some money.
Do you wanna buy an ice cream truck?

GRills and Chills.