My word.

Dec 05, 2005 12:02

This typist woman of mine is utterly off her bloody rocker. She's decided to write a book about me. Does she have nothing better to do?

On the other hand, this Rochester seems like a capital fellow. Any man who keeps that much alcohol available to guests at a moment's notice can't have too many bad points.

The stump's acting up again. Damn phantom pains. I really should do something about them...not that there's much to do.

Any girls looking for a good time?

drinks, the stump, playboy tendencies, rochester, that damn typist

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