I just read from my embarrassing teen journals for the Mortified’s “Spring Break” show in Torrance, CA on March 29. At first, I didn’t think my angsty teen writing would fit the theme, because I was having such a terrible time as a depressed and repressed Lesbian in 1980s Phoenix. I couldn’t date other girls. Prozac hadn’t been invented yet. I coped by writing apocalyptic poems and angry letters to the editor of my high school newspaper. Turns out, I rounded out the show nicely as the Spring Break Killjoy. The improv band D Minus kids wrote this song on the spot and played it right after my reading: