Also last night, I got somewhat drunk to make my mouth feel better. I talked to nycole for two hours on skype. That was a lot of fun. We left a message on Robbie's voicemail. Apparently you can no longer pay him for his services with anything buy cash or check.
Speaking of Robbie: I want to call a truce in the blog war. I think I have lost. I have lost the strategic advantage I once had and the war of attrition is costing me a lot more than him. My forces are few, and his are great. I can only hope for a white truce now, perhaps with a disarmament treaty. When he started deleting my comments on his blog, I realized I had lost.
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Crazy Skypers!
Crazy Skypers!
Your tooth is white as snow.
Why are things like teeth so yucky out of context? I wouldn't want to touch one if it was lying on the table, yet my mouth is full of them.
I wasn't at war, by the way.
I'll miss you. Really.
I want more from this relationship.
Say something!
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