Chapter Two
My friend Karl and I did not overdose on a combination of cocaine, heroin, and ecstasy. We shared a bottle of Shiraz and fell asleep watching The Suite Life with Zack and Cody.
When I said "some of my best ideas came while walking between classes at Harvard" I did not mean to suggest I attended Harvard.
I was not "abused" as a child, but my father never let me win at Monopoly.
This blog is about a lot of things, all of which are linked by one common factor: me. I love music, dancing, coffee and, above all, learning (about things and people). People have described me as pretty and random (or maybe just pretty random). Be nice.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
After James Frey's admission that his so-called memoirs were mostly fabricated, Brian Sack (Banterist) decides to come clean on his own little white lies.
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