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WAY HOME 19/07/2000

A strange girl from Stuttgart offered me a room to stay in; I'm waiting for the night bus after a dire party. I have to wait again, but at least I lost the conversation. No cigarettes left. The bus comes; I get on and get off again. I'd rather walk. It wasn't the one I wanted. The rain starts and stops. Why do I feel upset when I speak to her? I rang the wrong girl.

#17 August 2005

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I wrang a girl. Once.

Posted by: Marco Polo | 10:34am  17 August 2005


I won a girl. Once.

Posted by: pyky | 1:32pm  18 August 2005


I love to win. But I usually lose girls.

Posted by: Marco Polo | 3:43am  19 August 2005


I like angling. I catch the fish, weigh it, and then put it back. Its like that fish wants to be eaten but I'm like "Fuck You Fish, You're Going Back You Ugly Trout!".

Its a sport where I'm from.

Posted by: C. Bass | 4:50am  19 August 2005