Postcard to Dwight
Jan. 23rd, 2006 10:57 pmToday I stabbed the sheriff. But I did not stab the deputy. We don't have a deputy. Then Becky and I made some progress on the hit list (and Becky made progress on just killing random people; I don't know about that girl sometimes). I made friends with a pirate, had a marshmallow roast, and had wallsex with a man that wouldn't die.
Also there was pie.
It was the best day ever.
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Date: 2006-01-24 05:51 am (UTC)