"...and, by the dog, gentlemen of the jury---for I must tell you the truth..." --Apology, 21e

Monday, November 20, 2006

Bucky,
Seeing as how you've yet to learn to check your email
20 million times a day like the rest of the civilized world...
Sorry I missed the excursion today, I woke at precielsy 8 am
and immediately thought "well fuck, they left an hour ago."
I assume I still had benadryl coursing through me because I
immediately laid my head back down and fell back into an
amusing dream of family holidays, church services, and
cranberry vodka. I am now sitting on my ass reading
Vanity Fair; drop me a line if you want
to do something later.

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