my story begins in 92 with two hits of acid and a predispostion to psychosis.  i am a loony but not dishonorable.  i have spoken to suzanne once and dispite my mental background i believe she found me pleasant enough.  but as the story goes i had a psychotic break and i halucinated suzanne speaking to my shrink on the radio.  i soon concluded that a zany new buddhaland had opened up in which she was a pagan goddess and i was jesus.  i 'knew' this since inhaling my farts gaving me panther-like grace.  (to be continued)