I was really feeling the music around 4am. The jams were eight years old, and had not been heard since except by this employee of the gas station/Buddy's restaraunt. I asked her to please turn it up- I'd been infused w/ glee- perhaps it came from all the reststop food, or perhaps from the sense that I'd just dodged a bullet. I was dancing,
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--jake
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Honestly, I'm telling all of my Vickburg friends that you nailed a big old buck. They'll be jealous.
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Wow, ummm, that's wierd. Seems very Bill, the whole thing. It;s too bad that if i had been in kalamazoo i probably would not have come along and missed that adventure any way.
So i heard that youare not talking to my best friend. What the fuck is up with that? I can't abide this kind of drama, so get over it. Get me?
Write to me for specific advice if you need it, but i say just talk to her, she really isn't that scary, and I say this as the person who borne the most terrible brunt of her fury the most often.
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Anyway, do me a favor. Just give her a call and talk to her, just to be sure.
Thanks.
Oh, and i have a present for you, look for it coming by mysterious courier some time soon.
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Alright, you're cool... added you to my friend's list.
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