2003-07-31 | JOAN BONHAM IS DEAD & EVERYONE ALWAYS FORGETS ABOUT JANE PAUL JONES

First off, it's really a shame that more of you don't read my diary, or that you don't read it on a regular basis, or you don't understand it, because you don't comment on it, because I guess that means you can't connect to it, which makes me sad, because I'm writing some gems, and it's all falling on deaf ears. Fuck that, it's not just falling on them. It's so good that it's crushing them. That said, here's another entry that you won't be reading:

I'm an idiot. Have you ever sang along with a song for months, without actually listening closely to the vocals, because you love it so fast that you just have to sing along, but then months later you find out that you've been singing it wrong, and you could've found that out easily like the second time you listened to it, because the lyrics are so simple? Well, I did that with the amazing Beck song "Lost Cause". (Beck is a tool by the way, for the way he treated the Flaming Lips on their tour. He needs to get right with god. And me. Yeah.) I used to sing "Maybe I'm lost, maybe i'm lost, maybe i'm a lost cause", but it's actually "Baby, you're lost, baby you're lost, baby you're a lost cause."

Ann and Nancy Wilson of the band Heart stayed at the hotel I worked at last week. Nancy's the skinny one right? I think she is. I remembered before, but now I forgot. She was really nice on the phone. I talked to her about 3 times. The fat one seems to be taking it out on the world that she's obese, and that her sister is married to a big time movie director, because she is unpleasant and she doesn't tip. Nancy was leaving 50 dollars every time we went up there, and 25 dollars for dessert one time, on a check that was only about 13 dollars. Almost a 200 percent tip.
The best thing about Heart staying at our hotel though, were the assumed names that they checked in under. ROBERTA PLANT & JAMIE PAIGE (some idiot, either the staff, or the band member didn't know how to spell "Page" obviously.)
Other names that people have checked in under at our hotel were "BELLE STARR" (Cher), "MICKEY & MINNIE MOUSE" (Unknown), and "SIOUX SUZUKI" (K.D. Lang).

So DAVE was saying that he didn't know how good our instant message conversations were until he saw me post one of them on my diary. I guess none of you knew how good they were even after you read them on my diary.
You ungrateful bastards. You won't know how good it is until I'm gone.
Or famous. Biooootch.

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