My Treo died Friday, so I'm without phone and Internet at home until its replacement arrives in the mail -- hopefully tomorrow -- and I get it set up.
Bear with me.
A Drivel Runs Through It
Monday, January 28, 2008
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9 Comments:
I'm so sorry!!!Hang in there. Jen
We will miss you while you're gone.
;)
I don't know what a "treo" is, but it sounds dirty. That just might be wishful thinking on the part of the Moose Drool, though. . . .
I'm up and running again, wahoo!
Jen: Thanks! The withdrawals were tough, but I survived.
Rachel: Thank you, it's nice to be missed.
Chris: Ha ha. You're going to regret that comment in the morning.
Regret is for people who lack the imagination to justify anything they do. Heh.
In this case, it's Bob Wire's fault. We knocked a few back at the Missoula Club last night.
I realized afterwards that I think that was the first time in all my years in Missoula that I went to a bar for just beer and conversation. I've never done it unless a rock show was involved; mostly it's been because I was part of the evening's festivities, or I was there to see someone else play. It was actually a lot of fun.
Slumming with the riffraff, is that what you're trying to say?
We WERE the riffraff.
Awww man, I wanna be riffraff...
Not me. I wanna be Magenta.
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