Class

Nothing real classy about that 'reconciliation,' huh? That's what you get from a drunken, fucked fag at nearly 3am on a friday night. Mind you, not a typical friday night in my life. I mean, we went out to dinner AND to the club! Fancy living! Anyway, we had a blast. We needed it. It got even dirtier after the post... Nothing i can make poetic. I won't even try. well....

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nope

jb

oh... the times listed by blogger seem to be west coast approximations of my east coat life. just a note to all of you who are wondering why i might be typing this at 5:48am. It's 8:48 here, but i still have no excuse for being awake or literate at this hour.
cheers.