son of a biscuit!
I had penned a lengthy post, and was literally about a second away from putting it up, and the fucking computer took a shit and died.
so, to recap:
I think canoeing all summer would be fun
I had a job interview with the paper in Charlottesville, VA
Mar should call me
whatever happened to Abbey Martin?
the guy who shot up Tech was completely batshit crazy, not just lonely and confused
there you have it. for better or worse, I haven’t really changed personality-wise in the last couple of years, so any further comments I had on any of those subjects, you could probably fill in the blanks yourself and it’d probably sound similar enough. I’ll let this one go.
To answer your question, I’m going to India for about 2 weeks.
I was just about to send you an email, but you know what? – I don’t even know your email address. It just occurred to me that I don’t think I’ve written you an email in about a year. I always communicate with you either on the phone or in the comments section of your blog while that creepy, sarcastic guy who talks about his backne listens.
Just an observation. What’s your email address?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_nuge
rock freakin’ on!
mpimcmullan@yahoo.com. address everything to the Motor City Madman.