I wonder what McTeague will do with the money he stole from Trina. To be honest, I want a better paying job before I finish the book.
Why can't I be rollin' down the street, smokin' indooh, sippin on gin and juice? How about a White Russian instead?
I went to Blow Pony last night and wish I stayed there longer. That's what you get when you go out with a cute, bisexual martial artist who wants to get laid. What is her pronoun? Female all the way. I swear the female sex is a whole 'nother universe.
Which leads me to the Real World: Katelynn. You've traversed the male-female universes like a transsexual astronaut. Good for you.
I wonder if there was ever a religion that worshiped a transsexual God. Hmm... sounds like a short story to me.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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