Dear George,
Wow, I can't believe how cool that sounds! I'm happy I came up with that greeting. So much has happened these past few days that I don't know where to begin! George is sitting next to me again, but we're at my house at the moment.
So, what's new with my life? Oh how I love doing this! It makes me feel like I have such an interesting life (which I do...I think).
So, on the 9th, it was John's 24th birthday! He's as old as me now, and I don't like how old I'm getting. As usual, we got flooded with fan mail and presents for John. He was with his son, Julian, and they looked at all of the gifts. Julian was amazed, and maybe a little overwhelmed with how many gifts there were. So, of course we all celebrated, and all of the tabloids and fans celebrated with us. However, John's on the party side, and that wasn't the only thing we did. Before we knew it, there were girls everywhere, and you could only smell pot, sweat, and perfume. If that didn't scream "SEX" then I don't know what did. Of course, Julian WASN'T THERE! YES, THAT WOULD'VE BEEN BAD. We were at some kind of club, I think. The night seems like more a blur the more that I think about it. I know I drank too much there, because I think I was too drunk to even get a girl to come over to me. ...It's the same thing even when I'm completely sober! Oh, maybe my life isn't all that interesting after all.
As you can imagine, John went straight to work (as well as George, who I really hope isn't reading this right now even though it's kind of addressed to him). Everyone would assume Paul was the one who would go first, but in reality, it's not like that. I know in all of the latest gossip that Paul is the flirt, and the ladies man and what not, but he never has sex with a hooker or had an affair unless he was frustrated with everything, too upset, or very high. If anything, it's George (please don't be reading this) who has the most "fun". No one would've thought, but when you're a Beatle, you're a bastard. It's the truth.
We woke up at my house, and we were all hungover. How did we get there? I have no idea, but now it was Saturday, 10 October. I was the first one awake, so I stood up from the cold floor and snuck around the house. Maureen was asleep in the bedroom, so I was being as careful as possible not to wake her. We're getting married in a few months, and I'm very excited for it. It's hard to take in that I'm getting married before George and Paul, considering that I'm...me. Hey, life is full of surprises, and I guess this is a surprise to everyone. Remember when I said I was trying to be careful and quiet? That didn't work, I walked into a wall as I was looking down, trying to not step on John. Instead of that, I fell on him, and you could only imagine what happened when a hungover-John gets fallen on. It was just slurred curses, which woke everyone up. Leave it to me to save the day!
Our day was long and boring, along with the next, (mixing takes forever, along with running from fans (which we've been doing quite a bit)) but that leads us to today!! Hooray, I guess! We went back to the studio for a little bit, but then we came back just to talk. John's birthday buzz was finally gone and now we were the regular Beatles again! So that means that we'll get high as fuck again. Heh, love that word. Fuck.
Alright, better get going. We're mixing and preparing some songs for our upcoming album: Beatles for Sale! It'll be a fantastic album, and I hope that the fans like it!
Until I have the motivation to put more in here,
~R****
(oh that signature is just so fun!)
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