Postby saztronic » Thu May 31, 2007 7:45 pm
Granted. A pack of surly, ennervated winos will forcibly evict you from your cardboard box this evening, claiming it as their own. It's not so much that you can afford to move any earlier, just that you can't afford not to.
A double wish -- I wish that I was a writer non pareil. I also wish I had a big box of nonpareils.
I kill threads. It's what I do.