You are the #115th in a long line of people telling me I would/should/will get the shit kicked out of me, with about 30% of them being elan-bots: you know what? never lost a fight in my life against less than two people. And I don't suppose JNAILZ or a decrepid hemmorhoid of a man like you is going to change my record. oh, I almost forgot:
September 30, 2005
Day 40: 1230 hours
I'm sitting on my deck/porch/patio thing, still literally twisted from last night, absinthe likes to stick with you for awhile, and nothing, including coffee, sleep, or sex can shake it off. I'm done with that foul stuff for now, and bought some Gordon's, which I can assure you, really is the most mixable vodka out there. Anyway, I'm scanning up and down my street for any signs of movement, I have two people threatening to come to my house now - interesting story really... but I won't go into it. My neighbors across the street, although tolerant of my antics up until this point, definitely aren't diggin' it this morning, I think I took matters over the top with one too many things. Eh, but I ramble....
JNAILZ still has not shown up, well past the 5-week mark and counting. I still see him from time to time...
in the eys of a young child, in the smell of a flower... :smokin:
