Gun-totin', Chronic-smokin' Hearse Initiator (ludickid) wrote,
Gun-totin', Chronic-smokin' Hearse Initiator


My dinnah/drink plans fell through thanks to sickness on behalf of my pals. No boozey for fatty tonight!

Hey, you know what's good? Eatin' some peanut M&Ms and chasing them with hot chocolate so they disintegrate in your mouf. THASS GOOD!

Hail to thaitea if she reads this: you wanna go get some groceries and drop off your coat tonight? Give me a shout if you do.

Hail to calamityjon: I was gonna tell you, the Roommate got that gigantical "All-American Ads of the '50s" Taschen book, and in the foreword, there's cover shots of a bunch of magazines they pulled the ads from. One of them is "TUCSON MAGAZINE", dated 1950 -- when there were, what, three hundred people living in Tucson? -- and it has a cover story that's something along the lines of 'Beautiful Nogales! Not yet the home of rampaging drug gangs!'. I'll try and scan it for you one of these days.

You know what I wish? I wish my CD burner was working again. I'm fit to cry.
Tags: diary

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