I feel dirty.
Ouch. Just, ouch.
I don't know who Dawn Summers is, but she must have had fun with my body. I hurt in places that I didn't know that I owned. My clothes smell like cigarettes, cheap perfume and beer; she must have spent the night dancing in P3. At least, I hope that's what she was doing... there are a stack of phone numbers here, male and female, and a note from miss Summers suggesting that I call some of them, get out more, maybe have some fun. Like I have time for that. Wyatt isn't going to save himself.
I wish that I could say that I had enjoyed myself, but I was stuck in the body of that poor demon that they just pulled Raynor out of. Spent most of the day passed out on the floor somewhere, incredibly drunk. I hope that guy is finally back in his body. Maybe he deserves a break.
I'm going to take a hot shower, and do some laundry. I wonder who "Krystal Kannons" is... I have her number, maybe I should call and find out...
I don't know who Dawn Summers is, but she must have had fun with my body. I hurt in places that I didn't know that I owned. My clothes smell like cigarettes, cheap perfume and beer; she must have spent the night dancing in P3. At least, I hope that's what she was doing... there are a stack of phone numbers here, male and female, and a note from miss Summers suggesting that I call some of them, get out more, maybe have some fun. Like I have time for that. Wyatt isn't going to save himself.
I wish that I could say that I had enjoyed myself, but I was stuck in the body of that poor demon that they just pulled Raynor out of. Spent most of the day passed out on the floor somewhere, incredibly drunk. I hope that guy is finally back in his body. Maybe he deserves a break.
I'm going to take a hot shower, and do some laundry. I wonder who "Krystal Kannons" is... I have her number, maybe I should call and find out...