Hello to the influx of new readers. I don’t know what it is you find interesting here, I have a very small life, but you are more than welcome.
To anyone requiring a ride to Victoria‘s birthday party this Friday, Ray has two seats free. We will be leaving from my box, so no matter where you are, you’ll pretty much be on the way.
Yes already. Thank you. The fish is dead and I didn’t die from drugs. That was last week, this is this week. I’m better now. Your letters are appreciated, but they can have other topics now.
There apparently is no other Johnny Boy. We might as well call off the search. Many apologies to those who are now just as hooked as I am.
Bliss – where on earth does one get ferret litter in this town?
and now the links I keep meaning to get around to;
More on antique german artists, why the states has some hope still, and yet another reason why I should never have a credit card.
Seemingly, one of the latest things here in Van for the geek kids to do is take whatever psychedelics that are lying around, (this being Vancouver and drugs simple to get), turn off the lights, then watch this. Follow it right up with this, then this, then finally this.
