I got some good shit. I got the R Kelly DVD from Joe that chronicles his adventures that start at the Paje club on Milwaukee and Hermitage. Awesome. It's the same club that Rudy tried to get into on Halloween, dressed as a wizard, drunk, with Ben laughing hysterically behind him. 
He is truly a kingly man and I recommend that you all check out this video.
This one's for my cuz, Stuart. I met your friend Karen from Knox last night. Small world, eh? My friend Lindsay had a party on the eve of her leaving for California and she's friends with Lindsay's sister, also in attendance. That party was on Hermitage, which is the connection with R and Paje and all. You'll have to leave a comment confirming or denying your friend status. I don't know her last name because, as stupid Tom Wolfe says, our generation does not use last names. I hate that motherfucker. That's fuck patois at its finest, baby.
So that's about it for now. Six more days of vacation and it's warm enough to bike out today. Wish the thing wasn't broken. Oh, and Ben and I are watching dirty adults-only movies in the afternoon. Weird, huh?
It is what it is
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
'Twas a good Christmas
Spewed out by Will at 12:28
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The picture you found of Knox is hilarious; imagine me and seven other people in that building and that's Knox in a nutshell. Knox is so small (smaller than my high school) that last names are kind of an afterthought. That said, I can confirm Karen as a Knox-friend. I'm guessing it was Karen Kindermann. Good people, that Karen. Even better news is Joe's Christmas gift. I had a dream the other night that my friends and I were watching T.I.T.C. and for some reason the DVD was skipping at the part in Chapter One when he says, "I'm like, 'Bitch, get out my way,'" so we were just sitting there and it was, "I'm like, 'Bitch, get out my way,'" over and over and over again. As far as dreams go, it was pretty good stuff.
Great to see you and the rest of the family over the holiday. I thought the best part of the get-together was when - upon hearing Jane's big announcement about Andy - Steve said, "Sounds like those Iraqis shot a hole in his protection." Keep it street.
i think joe may have given you the greatest present of all time.
except for a handjob. a handjob would have been just slightly better.
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