Aug 27, 2004 16:13
Dear Burninators,
Please go away! You know that I love you all and all, but seriously. Just go! your incessant talk of the man, of the desert of costumes and things has caused my brain to cease functioning. I can't talk to any of you. Go away, so that I may long for your return. I don't want to hear a word from you again until you've gotten over your post-burninaton depression. Because I can't deal with that either.
love,
Me