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I need to never get fucked up again. Or all the fucking time, I can't figure out which.
Interesting evening. Absinthe is good.

Also, I will never be James Bond. Alas.

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[magnetgirl.livejournal.com]

Absinthe is good.

...hate you...

Give your favorite metal guitarist a call

[(Anonymous)]

OK, now I'm getting desperate, as I've probably put in a good half dozen unanswered emails and phone messages to you, including at least one party invite. So I'm resorting to livejournal, as you seem to communicate with your blog more often than one of your old friends hint hint hint guilt guilt guilt. *Give me a call!!!* 646 831 4184.

Did you have real absinthe, with the wormwood and all, or the fake stuff? Also, the James Bond thing wasn't ever really in question.

Dave

Re: Give your favorite metal guitarist a call

[kalichan.livejournal.com]

I suck. But I called. I'm sorry. I love you.

And, yes, completely real stuff. I was vibrating. At first I thought it was my cell phone, but then I realised, it was just me.