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Mating cry of the gastric acids 2006-01-04 - 6:46 p.m. Nicholas' phone is fucked. He called back on Stephen's. May do something with Tom and Jeanine. Will make sure to get a real meal sometime. Peanuts keep the beast at bay for only so long. That and they're mostly fat, so I'm dead-set on starving until we get back together. That last sentence, out of context, would be both funny and fucked up. (15 minutes later:) I called Nicholas back. He's falling in and out of consciousness. I tried following his train of thought, but I couldn't make anything out. I'm going to Steven's place with a bottle of peanuts, some soda, and other reviving aids. I figure I'm semi-functional, so I may as well drag him to that level too. GuestbookWritten and photographic content, 2001-2070, Gemini Inc., All rights reserved. Disclaimer. |