Cody Ray, oh Cody fucking Ray... Call me.

Eric I have your knife.

Today I'm doing laundry (5 loads!), cleaning my car, cleaning my room, cleaning my bathroom, and restringing my guitar.

Fucking D string.

That's about it. I miss all my LJ friends. Love you all.

Cowboy Joe Bob Smokey Truck... out.

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Oh. And I dyed (died?) my hair.

I've decided that I'm on the market.

469.348.5251

I have a phone again. Just no internet at the moment.

I DON"T HAVE YOUR NUMBER, cuz I lost everything.

So please, call me. 469-348-5251

Love you and miss you,

Christopher Michael Calvin Brock.

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