2002-01-10 || 12:19 p.m.

|| owen and michael floating in space ||

i would pay five million dollars for owen and michael to show up at my work door in ten minutes so that we could walk to long life vegi house for lunch, go to mod lang afterwards to harrass jeffy, walk back to the green hills on oxford to lie around and read each other the naughty parts outta vice magazine.

five million dollars.

five million dollars.

it makes me sad i took all those times for granted. remember when i was going to bring a video camera into long life and make a movie of our lunchtimes? tea cup and cookie fortune and long life vegi-pork congealing on a plate. the waiter knowing he doesn't have to pass out menus because we know what we want. quarters for the jelly bean machine on the way out.

wow do i ever miss the lot of you. and lookit! i run in circles!

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