Keep your notions of hand lotions away from me, cocky lad.

[boxedrobot]

I smoked a lot on Saturday night before I went out. It was the pine-sceneted-flavoured kind so that always makes me crazy. Anyway, we were shooting around in Greenville or wherever in the afternoon and even hit the A&W which is so lame it hurts my back teeth. The ‘daily made’ root beer I did not try

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[donutgirl]

I heard a nasty rumor that you are moving to England in the very near future. Confirm or deny?

[boxedrobot]

aren't all rumors nasty? or am i imagining things? could be. define 'near', define 'future' (ok, im only kidding i know what the future is...i watch Start Trek) and define 'England' ok, that i know as well. hey, anything is possible. if near means 'year or two' i'd say that's correct. if you mean, this month, whoa. i'm not even ready to commit to a new dietary regimine this week. ok, i'm seriously losing the plot here, but it's monday and i'm not exactly ready to face the boredom of my week yet. when am i going to see you in east side market again? when can i ask you how to squeze produce for freshness in a sly, fox-like way? come back for martinis.

[everybabyweeps]

i think she was fooled by my trick :) remember.

[boxedrobot]

oh, yar. i rembereth.

[deardonut]

I wasn't fooled by any trick, but my boi was, apparently. He will be glad to hear that you are sticking around for a bit, because he has a business proposition for you. Actually, more of a rock band proposition, but it sounds right up your alley. Campy. We'll be home in a week, although we have no place to live.

[boxedrobot]

Well, it's good you'll be back, not so good if you have nowhere to go. Are you still going to look around Providence to live? I like propositions, even when they don't entail street walking hijinks. Have an uneventful, relaxing trip home.

[donutgirl]

yes, of course we'll be in providence. But homeless.