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[sacredpsycho]

I believe in God. This is the first public outing that I know of. How sad.

Roger, darling, I will be in Texas from the 4th eve to the 7th something. I am fat and want to see you. Staying at Robert's. You know the way?

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[rogerdr]

I just went out this Monday, but I think I might be able to pencil you guys in. Who's your god? That's really the important part, right? Mine's currently a grudge match between the Muses, Calliope and Melpomene. You want to see me, hmm? Sounds like a formula for some naughtiness. Hike up your skirts, Baby, let's embarrass the neighbors (again)!

[sacredpsycho]

Let us call him hangover.
No, wait, how about the wishy washy "we are all God and everything that lives or ever has lived is god" version instead?
I wish I could smuggle some mdma down there but I'm flying. Talk about a formula for embarrassing the neighbors.
Would you wear the skirt this time?

[rogerdr]

I'm afraid my skirt wearing days are over, but I might let my hair down for you. I've never done E. Surprised? Can't now, knowing what acid and shrooms did to me the last times. It's an upper, an amphetamine for the chem-heads reading. If I take anything that gives me more energy, I want to dance; you can guess how a few hours of that might affect me. On the other hand, I never tried horse either, though I was given Demerol in the ICU and for a couple of days (or centuries). If I get any more opiates in me, I'd be dead within a week. I liked the Demerol. So, if you've swallowed anything, I hope it's a joint, because I haven't had one of those in years.

Oh, wait, we could just get drunk. That's cheap and legal. Nah, I got drunk on Monday, and I try to do that only once a month.

[sacredpsycho]

Kind of considering checking the pub for you anyway. Then again if you are holed up at home you'll reply shortly. Let us see how this plays out.