friend of eggstone2000: mmm curry thangs.� i still have dishes to do.. so gay.
eggstone2000: sew ghey. i am trying to write letters and junk.� mmm curry = yum.� come over and bring me some curry, k?� thanks.
friend of eggstone2000: sure thang.
eggstone2000: o man.� the rap station here keeps running this ad for a solution to erectile disfunction?� and the voiceover guy is just one of their deejays... and he's like "are you embarrassed to drop yo draws in front of your partner?� use our solution and get a POW'ful erection!!"
friend of eggstone2000: HAHAHHAH.� DROP YO DRAWS.
eggstone2000: tell me why, first.� ;(

i had a dream last night.� and you were in it.� we were driving in my car, and i wanted to take my hands off the wheel so i could do something.� i asked you to steer for me.� it was all going along well, till i realized the steering wheel had moved to the right side of the car and now you were driving.� "wait a minute.� you don't know how to drive!!"� so we stopped the car and got out to trade places.� while we were running around the car to trade seats, a man on a ten speed bicycle rode by.� somehow he had the handlebar caught in the fly of his pants, and the bike was out of control.� he made a sharp turn and rammed right into the side of a car that was stopped at the intersection.� he was embarrassed.� the driver of the dented car was angry.� we found it very funny.

what did i do yesterday?� besides hitching my thumbs in my belt loops and dancing around to bandwagonesque... and obsessing over dan treacy, mark kistler, lee ving, cat stevens, and nineteen ninety-seven (yeah, the year).� um...� anyway... this morning i found an UPS "nobody home" slip, stuck to my door.� i guess i will get my emily record tomorrow.� i didn't want to go outside today, because it was cold and my puffy olive green jacket is in the wash.� here's what i did want to do today: write a letter.

rock n roll was
pretty good in 1997.