S of Love, W of Hate

It's been a nice ride wherever the particulars made it. We had the chicken breast on the fancy bread and we paid a premium. Okay. Chalk it up to brilliant eternity. I drank with Jesse and Elliot. We drank cuz we had to. This little experiment is gonna last cuz they said it wouldn't. Now: why didn't Chris L answer his phone you ask? Well baby, only he can answer that. What karma indeed. Here's to the pissy/shitty '07 they've been selling for a year now. See you all in Hell. I love you Missy. I love you Elisha. And you too twin-not-really, for whenever you figure it out. And I love Miranda July. It's the Tahoma creep.