(Untitled)

[mugrug]

It’s kind of an odd type of feeling. That slow, organic process of remembering events from the night before. Slight echoes of sensation condensing into places, people and actions. Feeling meta-morphing from the hazy beyond into what was once a stomach, now an empty space in need of a kebab

Comments

[trede]

Damn, I'm coming down this Sunday. I always miss stuff.

[mugrug]

Let's get together next week for lunch or something ^^

[trede]

Tuesday good? :D

[mugrug]

Should be free ^^

[lisdexic_prose]

WooT!
Party party party...

[mugrug]

WooT indeed!