I'll try. If my email's not listed on my profile, you can get in touch with me at phoenix.blade@gmail.com. Will also mail you a copy of my "get-out-of-poverty-free" novel if I ever get around to writing it.
I always hated AIM. Even still, since your Christmas card managed to find my new address, I feel compelled to comply. Hookers and blow are a lot more expensive than an internet connection, anyway.
Maybe some hookers will become wi-fi hot spots in response to developing technology. You should email me your new address so I can update my file! Due to the whole not blogging anymore thing, I didn't know you'd moved.
Very true, though if you ever need to find me, just picture images of my prone half-corpse drooling on your hot tub cover and I'll no doubt be far behind.
'Twas never meant to be, or some similarly gravitas-laden, unnecessarily formal response [here]. My choices were to come clean and state the obvious, or to traipse about with pithy self-assurance, enlightening you all about the banal non-occurrences of my daily existence. (Truthfully, the latter encompasses the whole of my journal, lookin' back.)
I chose the least offensive. I've really got nothing good to write about or I would.
I'm just some dumb kid, ma'am. If you ever want to get in touch, my email is phoenix.blade@gmail.com. Not sure when (if) I'll have internet again, but iffen I do you'll be the first to get a word-bomb response.
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How very appropriate it is that my drunkenness currently impedes my ability to form a cogent thought.
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I chose the least offensive. I've really got nothing good to write about or I would.
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