Posted by Baron Greenback [24.1.11.192 - c83540-j.aurora1.co.home.com] on 07 June 2001 at 16.00.59:

In Reply to: I'm done. posted by Baron Greenback on 07 June 2001 at 12.20.38:

The more I think about this, the less I want to. Sorry, charon, I finished the last of the kahluah. I'll try to pay you back.
I'm out of ciggarettes.
There's not too much booze.
I have projects over my head.
I just got up.
I owe charon booze.
Then I saw this.
I'm not happy.

Chaos is chewing on my arm. She looks so bloody happy and placated. Her feet are white again, and the hair has for the most part grown back. She is doing rather well, although she has picked up the odd habit of licking my jeans, and keeps whining whenever I bring down food. And she scatters my stuff around, which causes Charon's mom no end of greif, with all the stuff on the floor.

Charon seems to be doing well. He is going to clubs, and coming home with interesting and exotic women a lot. Actually, the whole thing does not seem to have phased him.

The door I put up is holding up well, and is being slammed a lot less often.

I am now sleeping in the room Terra was in before she moved out. Grem and hunter seem to be coming onto their own board often enough, so I will spare details in that direction.

Why am I going into details like this?

Because this has honestly, finally managed to piss me off. Because I see you leave a friend I have known for eight years, and suddenly decide you're going to marry someone else after one month. Because chances are, you aren't pulling the flight attendant thing this time. Because Chaos is a wonderful little animal. Because I helped put that door up with my bare power tools. Because the people in this basement give me ciggarettes.

Because, everyone is doing just great, again.

Ahh, the power of kahluah. I feel better now.

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