yesterday i was asked if i would ever leave LA.
i said, sure, if i was in love with someone and i was able to write for a living and spend most of my day smoking weed in my pajama bottoms.
the questioner asked
would you move to new mexico?
i said no.
maybe. if i was paid three times more than i get now, maybe.
how about canada.
and i said i would definately move to canada but only if i was married to a girl
who loved wearing different cheerleader outfits every day.
because if she didnt, come december id be saying, why the hell did i leave LA?