June 24th, 2006

No power in the verse moving

Another day in the neighborhood

Rawr. The random getting drunk with the blonde (I think he's jewish, he seems it anyway) boy was going well. He was telling me a lot of stuff and it was good, until the girls showed up. THey all seemed to like... apear out of nowhere. I got sick of it and left. Well, let's try again. Oh, and his name is Mark.
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*Walks to Mark's room* *knocks on door*