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Aug. 15th, 2001 05:49 amI awoke from dreams of streetlights and pavement mingling with disorder to a face full of cat fur and renewed contempt for fm radio. I had a headache induced by nicotine or too much cat hair in my sinuses, but it passed early leaving me in a writing and thinking mode. I've been writing and thinking. Not here...this place could fall apart at any second. Would buying a paid account actually help, or be like sending money to Sally Struthers?
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Date: 2001-08-15 03:54 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2001-08-15 05:13 am (UTC)Screw Sally... show me the money! =)
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Date: 2001-08-16 12:00 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2001-08-16 01:45 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2001-08-15 10:36 am (UTC)satan has never asked me for a nickel.
Date: 2001-08-15 11:15 pm (UTC)God says baby do some blow.
God says taxes are a sin.
God says pour the money in.
Re: satan has never asked me for a nickel.
Date: 2001-08-15 11:59 pm (UTC)Well, word is that they had the damnest time keeping the hands together when they first put them up. Finally, this guy had an idea and put a dollar between the fingers, and they have stayed together ever since...
=o
There but for the grace of god.
Date: 2001-08-16 12:15 am (UTC)Let us prey.
Re: There but for the grace of god.
Date: 2001-08-16 12:20 am (UTC)(no subject)
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*eyes open*
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Date: 2001-08-16 07:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2001-08-16 09:14 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2001-08-16 04:40 pm (UTC)