...and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards bethlehem to steal your lunch money? that's me jerks!
Friday, May 16, 2008
end of the road
so there it is.
scoop is back on the east coast. soon my liver will begin hurting again.
in other news, it's fucking raining out again and since i walked to work from my ladyfriend's apartment, i haven't gotten into adventures and shit.
but the bastard did get rained upon.
and i made friends on facebook with someone i knew from the old neighborhood which just reminds me that i need a functioning motorcycle. but instead, i'm going to read this week's installemnt of freakangels and watch science fiction on frikkin hulu.
the book has shipped and the bastard is waiting for his proofs so, i have to play the waiting game. hrm, waiting game sucks. let's play hungry hungry hippos.
—the bastard
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the biz,
the city,
the desert,
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yeh Scoop Yeh! Knew you could do it. Sorry liver sorry. At least livers grow back.
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