Friday was an emotionally exhausting day. Naomi called and woke me up, crying, because Tony, the night before had ripped into her (a daily occurence) for going out to the truck to talk to me on the cell. She had actually gone out there because it was dying, and she needed to plug it in to keep talking to me. So now she can't talk on the phone,
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I wish that I could take them away from him and ( to qoute another Tarantino film ) " Get Midevil on his ass..."
I hope she finds a way to rid herself of such scummery!!!
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Believe me, I've wanted to get pretty medieval, myself. But things seriously look like they're falling into place. I'm gonna get in touch with Naomi's friend down the road from her. I'll keep you updated on our progress. It's looking good. She says he doesn't have a clue what we're up to, hehe.
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