2001-04-11 :: 12:44 p.m.

To say that my date was boring would be a waste of bandwidth so I'm saving it. But, yes, boring.

And now.

Twiddle. Twiddle. What in hell am I waiting for exactly? I can't say, but I know it's not here yet.

Oh Drummer Boy. I almost gave you the remainder of my heart.
You butt-plug.

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