8.19.2003

 

In honor of my new apartment, I think I will start up a new "column" in my blog. It will contain things that I would say to someone else if I wasn't so terribly alone for the majority of the time.

Conversations with My Imaginary Roommate: Ken Barlow is a crock o' shit. Pessimistic about rain, my ass. It's windy as hell outside, and there was a severe thunderstorm warning on the TV. Something rainy is a-brewin', Ken.

12:15 AM

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