I must say, though. We can't all be as passionate about neurosoup and the sty, she apparently has managed to turn her life into as some people seem to be. It is true, a sty where, from what i here, the weirdest of pigs get to do their number. But still...Days go by where i don't spend a second thinking about her and her barnyard. Months even, where i'm not even for a second reminded about the existence of this weird female narcomassias she aspires to be, with the weight of that gigantic martyrdom resting on those all too fragile little shoulders.
I think it's obvious to anybody that she is not much more than a groupy following the wrong bands instead of a demon or a visionary.
Some of them get to drink cool-aid with cyanide and others get to write a book.
It's all pretty unfortunate...her life and stuff. But unlike that hyper-active dude who gives dope to people that may or may not be schizofrenic i don't fear the gigantic influence she will have on our lifes.
That is basically because i think she is not likely going to have that much of an impact on our world anyway.