Too many. As I have said before. But this time for real. No. Really. Don't think this time I am just faking it, talking like I am drunk but not rdunk. I am@ For REIZZALL!
Tomorrow I am catching first tram.
Tomorrow will be on eof the nbest tdays my friend from tokyo ha ever skied.
tomorrow ill be one of the bst days I have ever skied.
all I have to do is make it to bed.
Only one block away from the slouched fouton I am leaning against.
Thank god for wifi. earlier, my access came from the trax stop at the librarty. across the street the signal reaches. here, it is a college duplex, a shared hou8se, multiple ytoung folk living in a lovely fantasy, easy life, homosexuals, druhnk women with boyfriends, editing when I see fit.
The TAHOE TRIP! or maybe more approproately, the FEBRUARY ZERO SEVEN TRIP!
Sign on now or forever rest in peace.
my friend lost his hat.... and his identity. His face is too red for the hour.
and I still get stoned? was that woman you thought you saw at the bar last night really who you thought it was or were you just imagining what you wanted and most ffeared to see?
Today, with good intentions, and free wheat toast in my belly, a recurring afterthought of a flashback of a hangover, I shot a 22 biathalon rifle at a coleman gas canister wiith a flaming firestarter log sitting next to it. My shot was understandably innacurate, but our army friends based out of the pickup trick next to us only took one shot. the flames were out but the pressurized canister, without ignition still performed a rather entertaining 29 front flip towards the Delorean, missing by mere meters.
My left ear still isnt' functioning as it should.
And they say they have never seen her like this.
If you ahve made ut thius far, dial 24u for a free reffill.!!!
condratulationws!
free refill!
until next time,
the dusty bandit,
delta mike tango
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