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chillin for a moment. got a reasonably sized spliff dangling from my lips, which are (my lips, I mean) glazed with bud light. the joint is glazed with thc. yummy stuff, this weed. deserves a damn gigglesnort, in fact, so later I just might do that. be like a party: Ill look at the joint's remainder (cuz I hardly ever smoke a whole number) and just gigglesnort my ass off.

yes?

sound like a plan?

good, then. glad thats settled.

seen Holley Anne Ault yesterday and she's as fucking cute as a baby can be. all bundled in a blue blankie that looked so comfy...I wanted it, actually.

seen Josh. he's growing too damn fast. at a year & half, he's almost seven inches taller than I am...(zadgurating a bit)

saw Megan and Shaun...both outta their skulls worring about this huge move they did and somehow not pulling their hair out by the roots.

help consisted of Rebecca and Dan and Dave (one was Shaun's minister, I cant remember which one was which) and of course, topping the list'o loaders, Vic.

like always, Vickey jumped in and somewhat got the party started by carrying stuff to us and saying, "wheres this go?" and they'd answer, "truck," while pointing out the door, and Vic'd say: "well take the damned thing," and we'd take the damn thing and put it in the truck outside the door only to be greeted by Vic holding something and asking again where it might go...

Im glad she helped, but she did fuck-up her back a dab. ecven in pain, she's one fine worker, ya gotta give her that...Thanks Vic :)

My boy & family're in Fordham NY about now, barring any delays.

yo Matt, you out there? I heard youre online occasionly of late. ja'ever finish The Eaters?

I aint finished jack shit, speaking of fiction. Vanesa, remember that one story I began and didnt finish? well, theres like 4 or so unfinished others to match. when I posted that last one, Butterscotch, about the snake, I lost all momentum, writing-wise. do me a favor, would ya? send me a cheery happy email prompting me to write a story; either finish one of the dead ones or start a new one. would ya do that? send me a cheerleader mail to kickstart my ass?

sunday: [see tuesday]
monday: drank coffee/worked/did sudokus/slept
tuesday: [see monday]
wednesday: workd half a day/slept til almost 5/did sudokus/slept
thurdsday: went to coulmbus--left at 7:30am and returned at 9:30pm (Nesa, do I need to convert that to metric?)

k, nuff said. byebye & til we meat again

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