theres a little bit about you i don't want to know

[wordasobject]

last night the gal and i went out for a bit of a date. dined on grilled calamari and ravioli at Malatesta, fine little italian joint off washington street. then we walked to Tonic to see Chris Brokaw but ended up missing his act and only seeing The Naysayers (vapid, save for some superb lap steel) and Mad Scene (very pleasant

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[neverwhispered]

NOT AS MUCH OF A SHAME AS THE FACT THAT YOU'RE STILL SLEEPING WHEN I WANNA KISS YOU. so get up, hottie.

is there any way i can come to your camp sometime during the summer? i would love to take pictures there. if you know what i mean.

[wordasobject]

i'm sure we can arrange something. perhaps at the second orientation, this saturday, you can accompany me to the gymnastics barn for a 'roll in the hay', yes?

[katherinemorrow]

god, i am ALWAYS waiting for chevy chase to careen into my line of vision waving in a golf cart and hit a tree.

[wordasobject]

seriously, whenever a senior camp director says to do so (for instance, when they're introducing another senile director), the counselors have to, in unison, give a big, enthusiastic "CandyMountain CLAP!!"