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Booze, Smokes and Whores Mean Nothing...
In which I become increasingly stir-crazy.
Monday, 2004-12-27 | Classic Gin, Family
...until you try to go a day without 'em.
Anyway, there are Christmas pictures over on petri, but you can ride the link from the DemonGin.org Gallery, if you like. There's some fun ones of my cousins--all of the close cousins are capture from baby David to the rambunctious Offord boys. Yes, I do in fact have a family; forget what you heard about me rising from blood of a slain god or being willed into existence by necromancers.
I've really got to get out of this place. It's one of those places where a TV is always running and you simply can't think because of the buzz of carnality; everywhere there is rich food to eat, some interesting film or program to watch, some kind of soft thing to lie upon... it's impossible to concern yourself with anything more substantial than itching whatever scratch dances across your skin.
It's disgusting how you can live like a pig like this. Rumor has it that Matt Brent returns to Chicago on the 28th...
I only hope I can make it until then.
