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[that1girl]

Icmor. It is always about Icmor. I keep Icmor locked in the closet, and I throw him some food sometimes, when he gets so loud that I can't ignore him. He shouts things at me that I don't like. I don't keep him in the closet to be mean, he's just a lot to handle. I don't want him to go away, though. I mean, he couldn't go away, even if I didn

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[flat_line]

I'm sad because a week of total freedom is coming to an end at 11:30PM tonight. I've been in the wild, I've been in a huge city... from total peace and quiet to the grind and grime of the city streets... from the colorful locals who own their tiny peice of americana to the homeless people outside the White Castle begging for change to buy a "hembuggah"... this week has been phenomenal.

Oh, and I saw this kick ass blues guy named Piano "C" Red. When he's not performing with BB King, Muddy Waters and the lot, he drives a cab here in Chicago.

GROWL!!!

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*files extention until 10:30AM tomorrow morning*

Damn the airports and their bullshit!

Re: GROWL!!!

[that1girl]

Well, you did want to stay a bit longer.....lol

[that1girl]

I'm glad for you! I mean, not that you're going back to Denton, but that you've been out in the urban jungle, full of swinging cats that play with the greats to lemurs slowly waiting for their next meal. Fuckin' awesome!

[lizzyizzmadd]

Very woo! for you. *heart*