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Thursday, December 12, 2002

I just wanna bite yer ass, and shoot a load in yer face.

I think of lines like that, but never in time to use them. I had written my name and phone number down, and headed to the bathroom of The Cock to give it to him. I never do that - hand someone my number who hasn't asked for it. Homicide by 999 was playing, but after I found him, I changed my mind, and that slip of paper is still in my pocket. Gotta get some sleep now..