the rumors are false, you really can beat the music out of a dead stereo

[swampwater]

the summer is already fading out in mosquito buzz and sunday morning hangovers. the bloody ways of minimum wage have taken their toll on my diseased heart, kisses to the crying cooks and all. my body is stooped but i feel driven more than ever, up and over dig me cliff? remiss. the plunks and plinks of months left forgotten

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[nonspecific]

I meant to call you on your birthday (I was driving to Greenville, SC) and I... um... haven't gotten around to it yet. So, um. Happy birthday!

[enhanced]

Goodness... It has been a long time since i have seen you... i think 2001. This is Brent. I dont know if you even remember me. Anyway.

[jdn]

Hello.

[pharminatrix]

I found this just now, just after the tape click that kills the two-headed boy (electric boogaloo).

I hope we can talk sometime. And bring your lady north.