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[corpseus]

Hi, to all that still have me on their friends list, it has been a while. Excuse any boring intro, I will get to something interesting in a minute, I just need to dip my feet in this writing pool for a minute before I jump in. I have all but dismissed this journal as the proliferation of humanity's continuous masturbation of their own drama in

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[corpseus]

let it be clear as bells that the people in 11th grade are not anywhere near the wretches I will speak of later.

[bunglemeplenty]

for a moment there, i feared the worst.

-r-

[ninja7]

hey...*hooray* to see you

[huckleberrie]

yo man, give me a call, I miss you

[damagedgoods]

Weidman, you animal. I'm glad to have a means of contact with you, finally, after some time.

In your now sober state, I hope you are well, man. It is quite simply a matter of days before I return home. Hopefully then we can talk like we used to; it's been a while since I've had a talk like that, being with you fittingly enough. I know that my last visit home was more of a spasm of freedom than a return to my family (blooded and otherwise), so I think this visit will try and make up for those mistakes.

Regardless, I'm coming home the 20th of December through the 3rd of January, and hopefully between those days you and I (and hopefully Rob, and Joel, and of course Randy) can all get together, like in the Hey Day.

Regardless, I hope your Thanksgiving was well, and that your Father is similarly healthy and happy. I look forward to seeing you around Christmas.

[ninja7]

rockin the casbah as one does

[damagedgoods]

Joel, I hope you're doin' well. I don't get much of a chance to talk to you, but you know we'll drop some bombs over baghdad when I get back, right?

[ninja7]

yeah...bagdad...

[damagedgoods]

Come on now Joel, don't tell me you missed the reference.