Hey, I was just talking to Meghan about you.
What happened while you were away. Uhm... Omnae, Seth, and Kas all got married.
Not really kidding.
What happened while you were away. Uhm... Omnae, Seth, and Kas all got married.
Not really kidding.
Hey kids.
Nice to see you.
Howdy Gash. How's life?
Funny thing: I was thinking about you the other day. I found myself mulling over my options once I finish school this year, which led me to thoughts of overseas travel, which led to thoughts of Canada, you, Ahnk and Matt. Strange how these things work.
Funny thing: I was thinking about you the other day. I found myself mulling over my options once I finish school this year, which led me to thoughts of overseas travel, which led to thoughts of Canada, you, Ahnk and Matt. Strange how these things work.
Hello.
... and Beff.
/shifty
I am awful at this game. Somewhere in a parallel universe there exists a me which is completely consumed with thoughts of social networking and keeping up appearances. Then again, if we're talking about an inverted world, parallel-me is probably also grossly uncharismatic and frustrated by constant rejection.
In order;
Om: Xbox ? Wouldn't touch the stuff.
Gue: If you mean one of my older works, search me. They were shit anyway and I embrace their dissolution into the aether.
Beff, Dam, Sam, Ahnk: Hey you.
Hyfe: I'm tempted to rib you about not maturing past your egomaniacal self-centered prick phase, but I'd be almost disappointed if you did.
Zark: Good. Listen to The National and tell me what you think.
Titus: Nice to know I was a virulant enough ideologue to make a permanent impression.
Amalia: Blast from the even more distant past. Had to check your AIM handle to see if it was indeed you. Hello.
Chau: Come in the summer and go to the jazz festivals. Watch Leonard Cohen and Matt Good. Just don't come to Toronto expecting to see art exhibits, there aren't any.
Taja: Bonjour. Hey remember that time ? Still sorry about that.
I believe that covers it for now.
In order;
Om: Xbox ? Wouldn't touch the stuff.
Gue: If you mean one of my older works, search me. They were shit anyway and I embrace their dissolution into the aether.
Beff, Dam, Sam, Ahnk: Hey you.
Hyfe: I'm tempted to rib you about not maturing past your egomaniacal self-centered prick phase, but I'd be almost disappointed if you did.
Zark: Good. Listen to The National and tell me what you think.
Titus: Nice to know I was a virulant enough ideologue to make a permanent impression.
Amalia: Blast from the even more distant past. Had to check your AIM handle to see if it was indeed you. Hello.
Chau: Come in the summer and go to the jazz festivals. Watch Leonard Cohen and Matt Good. Just don't come to Toronto expecting to see art exhibits, there aren't any.
Taja: Bonjour. Hey remember that time ? Still sorry about that.
I believe that covers it for now.
The four of us get lumped together? And for it all we get is a stupid, "Hey you"?
Choke on a penis.
I been trying to get it off you forever dude... The one where they live in a post-war America with small settlements defending themselves against asian invaders. Features a nuke under the pentagon and a brief scene of an afterlife when they blow themselves up...
Winter here is summer in Canada. I like your thinking.
Main characters were snipers? I liked that one. Or what I can remember of it, at least.
For some reason I always thought of you as Californian. I may have just failed as a human being.
Main characters were snipers? I liked that one. Or what I can remember of it, at least.
For some reason I always thought of you as Californian. I may have just failed as a human being.
Your faults as a Chau are my faults as a Beff.