What the Fawkes!?

[gaskin]

Ah, that fateful first week of November! Where each college campus is adorned with smashed pumpkins from the previous week's festivities and the cold really starts setting in

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[anonymous]

Mike, my love, I do not have my cellular phone, thus I can't call you this afternoon (I'll be at school).
I love you, though, and I'll call you some time in the near future. I hope your show tonight goes off flawlessly. I know it will.

Love always, Lindsay

ps. I was serious about what I said last night. I really want to go out somewhere nice...

[airbornewriter]

I'm glad you're feeling better. I hope your weekend of shows goes marvelously (and definitely not like my scary dream).

Speaking of dreams, I had a dream the other night where I was taking a big shit. I wonder what Freud would say about that...

[soundlyunsound]

Hey. I danced me arse off. Yar!

[zephendruid]

I've not yet seen your band :(

[purpinkary]

I MISS YOU.