Eric-- still pretending that I'm fine, still pretending that I don't miss you, still pretending that I don't feel pain that isn't there. I want to see you again, shall contact you when I have time, or when I'm an inch from screaming for mercy again. You're my link to some kind of reality in my mind... it doesn't matter, right now.
Greg-- I know your obsession with fire; you kow, fire can hurt you. And harm young children. The first part of that sentence was cautionary; the latter was a glorious thought.
Eilene-- I'm half way through an email to you.I have your parcel still sitting on my desk, and I have a feeling I'm going to miss your birthday again. I'm going to send you a pressie without everything else, just so I have a chance in hell of getting it to you in time. I'll explain it in the email. (slash your wrists with a cheese grater; we can come up with something better than that! Marmalade and tomato, sauerkraut and splinters, Carlos D and nail files!)
I can't get enough of the stupid site. It's choked with outright scams and junk so crappy you couldn't give it away, and yet I'm always browsing the most ridicolous, irrelevant categories in search of a new package to be delivered to my door. I think I just enjoy getting parcels too much.
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In fact, I nearly burned down my apartment right before my family came to visit
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Greg-- I know your obsession with fire; you kow, fire can hurt you. And harm young children. The first part of that sentence was cautionary; the latter was a glorious thought.
Eilene-- I'm half way through an email to you.I have your parcel still sitting on my desk, and I have a feeling I'm going to miss your birthday again. I'm going to send you a pressie without everything else, just so I have a chance in hell of getting it to you in time. I'll explain it in the email. (slash your wrists with a cheese grater; we can come up with something better than that! Marmalade and tomato, sauerkraut and splinters, Carlos D and nail files!)
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I can't get enough of the stupid site. It's choked with outright scams and junk so crappy you couldn't give it away, and yet I'm always browsing the most ridicolous, irrelevant categories in search of a new package to be delivered to my door. I think I just enjoy getting parcels too much.
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