I prayed that I would know if the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints were true before I finished my last cigarette while I was really stoned, but I started thinking about the Dixie Chicks song Goodbye Earl because for some reason it started playing. Then I remembered that I have two cousins who have wives named Maryanne and Wanda. They are best friends. Wanda's husband is my cousin Earl. The song is about people with the same names and the same relationships.

Also, Tori Amos has several songs who mention my name, my parents names, and people in my life. And the situations are very similar. It is very strange. She claims the muses or whatever write the songs, but I'm not sure. It's possible. I'm a musician, and that's what it feels like when I make music. I go back and see meaning that I definitely didn't intend. The universe is strange, guys. Very strange.

My sister texted me right as I was finishing my cigarette, and I decided that maybe I just be a Southern Baptist, even if they're wrong, for family's sake--just to fit in. Maybe I can help move them in a better direction.