there's this thing in one of my drawers… it's called a triary… I can say that at 2:07am on 11/20/2002, Steph was thinking about applying […]
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So this morning I was in Kansas City. And now I'm at home, drinking Apple Sidra. The world is fucking crazy.
hesay hinktays ymay ractorstay exysay. don't you want somebody to love? yep. don't you need somebody to love? yep. well, there is love in georgia […]
Here I am, on the ninth floor of the historic Cecil Hotel, built in 1914. And you know what that means… i'm in a crappy […]
All is… going to be swell. You kids have a great time, and I'll be seeing you later. I want you to remember me like […]
Goodbye. Have a good 10 days. I am very tired and grumpy now and will be better and regretful in the morning. See you later, […]
The name game. Good god it's impossible to be sad while listening to this song (unless you're tucker). It's by Shirley Ellis. You know the […]
i should just stop. or go to bed. both probably. goodnight moon. (M-O-O-N spells moon.) I've been hurt before and i'm falling into the place […]
“Congratulations, Mr. Mcculloch. You are now registered with Selective Service.” ungh.
Not really. Well, not now at least. I should be doing lots of things besides this. Not that I'm going to after I'm done writing, […]