snow over ovid, tsingtao, peppercorn ranch K.Sir.Dia

[rian101]

after i got back from colorado springs w/ inkchou, i stayed up a bit, pacing back and forth in the kitchen; waiting for my quesadilla to finish burning. cracked open a tsingtao, went upstairs and read The Art of Love, by Ovid. had finished The Solace of Leaving Early previously that day, and was digesting some ideas. Ovid seemed the next logical

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[sad_and_strange]

You shall never escape the mindless droids of Pueblo. You can leave, and you'll still run into someone who belongs in Pueblo, and you will go mad because you can't seem to get completely away from this festering shit hole.

[likea_fox]

Not true. :P

I left, and there isn't anyone up here [Golden] that belongs in Pueblo. :P

[sad_and_strange]

Awesome. I finally feel really really good about being corrected. :-D