Your cocktail sir,





2003-10-16 - 10:55 p.m.

I hate being this tired and yet unprepared at the same time.

I hate the whirling dirvish of life. Although I was talking with Wendy about such things, and I thought, wouldn't it be cool to have your own dirvish that you could unleash from your pocket at whim. Yes, I think so.

I probably would use mine for silly and inconsequential things. And I'd make it wear little victorian clothing. Because my dirvish is a dandy.

Ooh boy. That means it's time for bed.

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