German sicko, actually. I cannot tell if I have the flu or if it's the doing of my pesky little tetracyclic friend or my new acquaintance, the beautifully named Abilify, but I feel like throwing up, laughing out loud, curling up into a little ball and going on a shooting spree at 4311 Wilshire Blvd. (Spanish Lawyer). Will this go into my CIA file? To make matters worse, Bret Easton Ellis' "American Psycho" is being adapted into a musical. Ugh.
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