wheeeeee! did ya know that i give great advice but i can't get my own shit straight and collect neurosis as i get older in leu of wrinkles?
yep!
sorry no updates, nothing much but work, reconciliation and Denny's Drama going on here. we get from yesterday to today to tomorrow and onward by taking it one issue at a time and considering that between the four of us (Mary included) we have freaking LIBRARIES, that isn't hard, just time consuming.
we are working Angel's stuff back into the apartment, too.
it's all big and heavy.
i have lost muscle since it moved out.
loss of certain *ahem* activities *cough* have made me soft. two weeks of indisposition have worsened the condition. i sudden fondness for drink has furthered the progression.
i don't wanna move stuff! why can't it just move it self? fly? levitate? anything?
oh, well, shit happens so buy some TP for your bunghole.
peace love Crabbe and Goyle, my kiddies!
confessed on Thursday, Oct. 09, 2003