October 2, 2009

In case you don’t get around to reading it…

I have read and completely digested “High on Arrival” by Mackenzie Phillips. Serious, yo, after that Oprah appearance (that of course I didn’t even see) I was on Amazon in two seconds flat ordering the hard cover…so here ya go:

“I went back into the room for something and found a bag of syringes under the bed. But when I confronted him he cut me off, as he did so well, saying ‘Aw kid, everything’s fine its nothing to worry about, just a little chipping.’”

“I miscarried a fetus I didn’t know I was carrying into a toilet. I scooped it out into a cup. It was the size of my fist.”

” I was six months pregnant and this was to  be my last gig before the baby. When I arrived in Vegas I went to a doctor, pretending to be sick just so I could steal a needle from him”

Yeah, so the sleeping with the father might not be such a wowzer when you consider the rest of the content.

BTW, I totally buy her story about her dad.

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