Last night was jack fontaine’s 22nd. Steve and I had him over, wrote him a joint love letter and drank his birthday rum. I was all set writing him a little dirge on the epiphone when I was suddenly plum drunk and ready for bed. So it goes. Happy days, jacob roy fontaine. I hope you got home safe
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Also, when I saw the word dirge, the first thing I thought of is The Dirge of Stephanie's Demise! Hahaha.
Hugs and kisses to you and my Hero and my Pet. Make some pretty music!!!!
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anyway, it's 6pm, and i just woke up from a nap confused as to what day it was and whether it were evening or morning. (o finals up yours!) but this is certain: you're cute as hell, and i like seeing your updates on my friends page. post 'em more often. i'm glad you kids're having so much fun cavorting around m'boro.
okay, time to go read john locke.
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