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Nov 26, 2003 16:37

When friends kidnap you and drive you down to Lincoln from Omaha to take you to your favorite bar (I've had some good times at O'Rourke's.. good times), it always ends in disaster. This time, I ended up in a random hotel room in Los Angeles with only ten dollars in my pocket, a hangover, and the sounds of sirens ringing outside ( Read more... )

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keri_lynn_pratt November 27 2003, 00:10:21 UTC
I added you

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tim__kasher November 27 2003, 00:12:01 UTC
Happy day!

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keri_lynn_pratt November 27 2003, 00:12:25 UTC
I'm Keri Lynn.

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tim__kasher November 27 2003, 00:16:55 UTC
I'm Tim, it's a pleasure to meet you.

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justin_beck November 27 2003, 00:14:48 UTC
now this is why I don't drink

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tim__kasher November 27 2003, 00:20:02 UTC
I'm jealous of your willpower. In Omaha, all there is to do is go drinking. Or throw weird neighborhood block parties, where everyone ends up drinking anyway.

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justin_beck November 27 2003, 00:39:28 UTC
well Brandon and I do have the occassional candy cigarette

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tim__kasher November 29 2003, 01:42:18 UTC
I buy those off of the neighborhood ice cream truck all the time. :x

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__brandon November 27 2003, 12:22:08 UTC
-Grins.-

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tim__kasher November 29 2003, 00:56:39 UTC
*grins back* ..Thank you.

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