Sniff some glue

Have spent the evening cleaning up loose ends and chugging down this really horrbile cheap red wine from some horrible region of France that shouldn't even bother to produce wine. No body, lots of sediment, tastes like the skins were left in for days in some abstract prayer for character, but hey, it's 15%.

Ish kabibbble.

You're in trouble for sending me the Can CD. Gonna hit you with your damn trainers afer I beat you with your heads. Begging and that innocent look won't do it anymore, I'm on to you. Be off to that Temple, you're gonna need all the prayers you can get.

Waiting

Am stuck in the hotel waiting. They're gonna wrap up on Canada and head down tonight, probably getting in around noon or two tomorrow. Didn't want to sit at home and bite my nails off. Sitting downstairs earlier I'm not so sure this is a better place to be either.

Was sitting down at the bar at the hotel earlier and was watching the Yankee ballgame. That pitcher, Burnett or something, man what a shitty pitcher. Haven't seen many that bad make it to the majors. No control, no surprise he was out in the third and they're five behind. Maybe it's different now, I've given up on the bar.

I hate waiting. Not a good waiter. Figure I'm pretty safe until at least three am, they can't get here any earlier than that. Probably should go find something to do, keep myself distracted.

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'Cos apparently what I found to suck up some time was right on my f-list.