I'm going to Liverpool today for a wedding tomorrow. Mark W. and Heidi G. It's kinda weird to me. Is it weird that I'm bitter that I was invited? Maybe it's not weird. I've already admitted/discovered that I'm a bad, selfish individual. Each trip to that town is more difficult than the last for me. There are things about the town I like, but there's something that I'm really uncomfortable about. What it is, I can't put my finger on, but it's there. Maybe it's the God stuff, and me feeling guilty for my sinful lifestyle. But, oh my, I do enjoy my lifestyle.
Wish me luck. I'll need it.
Wish me luck. I'll need it.
posted by crystal at
11:21 am
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I think I understand why you associate God with Liverpool, but I ask you to reconsider. There's a lot more debauchery available there than... wait a minute... Mark W is getting Married to HG? this is the first of the fourth horsemen of the apocolypse. I shit you not.
I'm paralysed beyond the capacity for rational thought... be on the lookout for Brooke Nate Gray
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ling-ling san, at 10/12/04 12:20 pm
Actualy, Brian, I don't exactly associate God with Liverpool, but with the house I always sleep in while I'm there. Some of my most debaucherous time occured in Liverpool, as well as all (well, most) of the weird places I've had sex. And when I say "each trip" of course your wedding wasn't one, because we stayed at White Point, not the house.
And yes, she is now Heidi Williams. The end is near.
I don't know Brooke, but it doesn't matter. The Spinals were the only people there from his past. Leah wasn't even invited.
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crystal, at 14/12/04 1:23 pm
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