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Ya
know, it's times like this that I wish this
goddamned thing wasn't public. I have some things I
need to get off my chest but not in a public forum.
I haven't had enough time to sort through the issues
with my life. I need some kind of outlet, or at
least some boxing gloves and a seriously stupid
volunteer. My mood is a rollercoaster, up and
down...I think I need a pill or somethin' ,
shit...this is negative...life is too short for this
bullshit.
Have you looked at the sky today? It's so blue and
beautiful it will make you cry.
posted
by Patch Landers at
6:25
PM
 "It's
a far, far better thing I do than I have ever done before. A far better resting place that I go to,
than I have ever known."
Sunday, April 08, 2001
With the amount of time that
has gone by, I guess I don't have to tell you
something major has happened in my life. My father
died on Tuesday, March 27th. The ALS had robbed him of
his muscles so deeply, that on heavy morphine doses
and I can only pray he knew I was there. Our cousin
Nathan, who is the executor of Dads' estate, called
the Sunday before he died to tell me to get down there
(to Alabama.) We left on Monday right after I got off
the air. We fought with the family on how we were
going to get to Alabama, flight was a consideration
but they thought it was too expensive, we finally
drove, even though the car really didn't need to make
the trip, and I wasn't exactly emotionally fit for the
drive....so Ricki did it. Thank you baby. I saw Dad
for only an hour that night, then we went to a hotel,
Nathan called at 6:12am the next morning (I remember
looking at my watch, don't think I will ever forget
it.) to tell me Dad had died, sitting in his easy
chair just two minutes before. I asked about my sister
and brother, who had flown in earlier that day from
Dallas. They had stayed at the apartment with Nathan
and Dad, I had kids to consider....I couldn't. Nathan
said he hadn't woken them up yet, I hoped he wouldn't
until I arrived. I dressed quickly and hurried, why I
have no idea, nothing would change what had just
happened, but I hurried all the same to be at Dad,
Matt and Jess's side. Matt was sitting across the room
in a chair staring at Dad, Jess was sitting next to
Dad if I remember right stoking his hand. I knelt in
front of Dad and started crying, just 7 hours earlier
I had done the same thing while he was alive....now it
didn't matter. The rest of the story is long, and
painful, and beautiful. My wives' loving caring and
strength....my bond with my brother and sister
strengthened....the loss of Dad.
Life is different now, too short, unfair, and
ultimately too beautiful to waste. I'm still dealing
with and sorting out how I feel about things...I know
I'm different now. I don't act it very much, but it's
inside....soon I think I'll explode. I want to sail
the seas, explore ancient civilizations, walk the
streets of Paris, run with the bulls in Spain. I want
to KNOW I'm alive and not waste it. I want to feel
loved and to love...to strengthen the relationship with
Ricki....to hold friends close, and enemies not at
all. I want to understand things and experience
things....and to scream and cry in the floor with the
lights off. Life resumed way too quickly...too much,
too soon, too normal.
Too depressive....life is too short to be depressed.
In a positive...a new job offer has come my way,
mornings at a classic rock station, the bad...it's
over an hour away...one way. I may be able to work
freelance for Fox Sports South in Atlanta...voice
and/or camera work. Pretty cool...
I had to move this to it's new home at 8m....thanks to
Ricki, Colleen, and Brian for your help. And to 8m for
having the cool page transfer thingy. Beat the hell
out of cut and pasting for hours.
Stay with me now,
I have so many wonderful things to show you.
posted by Patch Landers at 12:10
AM
Thursday,
March 22, 2001
I was
working out today listening to the Dave Matthews Band,
Crash. The song came on and I really listened to the
words.....while I did lat pull downs, heavy breathing
and these words seem to go together.....
You've
got your ball
you've got your chain
tied to me tight tie me up again
who's got their claws
in you my friend
Into your heart I'll beat again
Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock
and sweet you roll
Lost for you I'm so lost for you
You come
crash into me
And I come into you
I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream
Touch
your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
I'm bare boned and crazy for you
When you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream
If I've
gone overboard
Then I'm begging you
to forgive me
in my haste
When I'm holding you so girl
close to me
Oh and
you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show your world to me
In a boys dream.. In a boys dream
Oh I
watch you there
through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing but you
wear it so well
tied up and twisted
the way i'd like to be
For you, for me, come crash
into me
Totally
wicked, crazy cool lyrics.....sexy without
audacity....hot, steamy dripping with suggestion.....
really made the workout.....erotic.
posted
by Patch Landers at 8:56 PM
Monday,
March 19, 2001
Hey,
wazzzzzzzzzzup?!?!?!!!! Whatta day! Awesome, beautiful,
gorgeous! It is a great day to be alive!!! I am, for the
first time ever in the blogs history, writing this from
work. Just hadda get my thoughts down...I guess I took
that "new week, new beginning" stuff from last
night seriously!!! I got up this morning with a vengeance,
rested, ready....Put on a patch last night, smoking almost
none today. Talked with one of our sales guys at the
station over breakfast this morning about selling Ricklets'
web site....cool! Made a sales call for her, pretty damn
sure they are gonna do it! Score! (thanks Nick.) Feeling
powerful, ready to take on the world....I've got the best
lady (Goddess) in the world at my side, the sun is out,
and nothin' could be finer! Well, I gots plenty to do so
I'm off, just HAD TO get this outta me and onto this blog!!!!
Love ya, love each other, hell, strip naked and dance
around a fire in the moonlight then go skinny dipping
together!!!! Hehehehehe~! Later!
posted
by Patch Landers at 12:11 PM.
Sunday,
March 18, 2001
Another
beautiful day....and I spent this one inside too. Hey, I got
the closet cleaned out, managed to organize my drawers,
threw out so clothes that didn't fit or were hopelessly out
of style...much like myself. Not much has happened, except I
find myself falling back into bad old habits I thought I had
conquered. I'm smoking more than I was before, I'm making
excuses not to work out, I'm eating a lot of shit, and not
taking my protein....new week, new beginnings. Start over.
Just a slip, etc.
Is it necessary to update every frickin' day? What if you
don't have nothin' to say?
* A-hem * I DON'T HAVE ANY FRICKIN' THING EXCITING HAPPENING
IN MY LIFE THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
There I feel better, I'm gonna take off the lenses, put the
body under water, do other grungy things and sleep!, G'nite!
posted
by Patch Landers at 11:05PM
Go
look at the new Link....send in a cool name G'damn it!!!
 This
is my pal, Nicks' site, he needs help,
send
donations!!! Hell , send cheetos!!
Saturday,
March 17, 2001
I've spent the
better part of today working on a new section to my site. The
morning started off beautifully, cuddling with Ricki in bed.
Then helping Sean on his resume. Finally got the belt to the
alternator on the Daytona, still haven't put it on....do that
tomorrow. It's late now, and I finished the first chapter in
my journal. I need a decent title though, The Journey, is
kinda lame. If you have any ideas, send 'em in.
I hope to have the full story online soon, it will take a
while. Bear with me.
Go check out
this awesome site Ricki just built!!!
>>>>> 
I am through
for the day now. Need a brain break and to workout...
posted
by Patch Landers at 7:05PM
Ricklet
made this for me....
she's
extremely talented!!!
Thank u
baby!
Thursday, March 15, 2001
Welllllllllllllllllllllllllll,
I've been a busy beaver....I left last Friday for Birmingham
on a jet, thank you Ricki for putting everything together for
me! I spent four incredible days with my father. I was
physically, emotionally, and mentally exhausting. I kept a
journal and will post excerpts from it soon. I have to get my
thoughts together first. I returned to Tennessee Tuesday
afternoon....so glad to be home, yet I wanted to stay by my
Dad's side. Life gets in the way of the "right"
things sometimes. So I'm back....what to write about?
Hey did I tell ya that.....CELLTECH
RULES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????????????
Celltech is a new supplement that I'm using, it's a mega dose
of creatine, a cell
volumizer. (look it up!) and by the
way...My Dad has ALS, Lou Gerhigs Disease and they have found
that Creatine can be twice as effective in treating the
disease as the leading prescription medicine....I just found
that!!!! Awesome!!!!! I had something that could help Dad with
me the whole time I was there....SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I gotta
make a phone call. Wait, I'll call Dr. Bynum tomorrow...Dad's
doc....yeah.
Btw, my effects have been increased energy, larger muscle
mass, greater strength, muscle tone...etc....everything my
Dad's decreasing muscle tone needs!!!! Sorry, I'm like a kid
with a new toy, this is great!
posted
by Patch Landers at 10:21 PM
This
is Dale Price, and his goddaughter...he and I got mighty drunk
on the beaches of Panama City after Graduation. Just found out
where he was, he's one o' them hotshot lawyers and makes big
money....cewl...just in case I get caught!
 
I call my dad Superman...cause they try to kill him, but they
just can't do it.
Wednesday,
March 07, 2001
Guess
that last posting was a bummer...just needed to get that off my
chest. Self-reflection can be a bitch. Life is a choice, how we
react, how we act...well act or react....there is a difference. My
Dad doesn't have a choice anymore. Death in 3 to 6 months. Shit.
I'm flying down to Alabama Friday...I have a lot to consider, what
do I say to him? what questions do I want answered before he can't
answer them anymore? Ricki and I have had our problems - what
advice would he give? He and Mom didn't make it as long as we
have...would it be good advice?
When I was 7 we lived in Ohatchee, Alabama. I was playing with a
friend in the rundown abandoned part of downtown. We came across a
row of old school lockers in front of a crumbling old gas station
...We both got in them and closed the doors. Then we opened them
from the inside. Since there was more than one in the row, we
tried another set....I got out, my friend couldn't...I went to try
and open the locker from the outside but it wouldn't budge... she
started kicking and banging and screaming! I froze...for the first
time in my young life I truly knew fear. I didn't realize that she
could breathe in there, neither did she. She screamed louder...I
bolted for help. I found an old guy walking downtown, I grabbed
his hand and drug him to where she was screaming the whole while
"My friend needs help!!!" The old man walked up to the
locker and reached up....jiggled the handle of the shaking locker
(my friend was still kicking and screaming inside) ...and
"pop" it opened. The little girl bolted from the locker,
face red, tears pouring - she ran .... we never played together
again...I guess that was my first real taste of fear and
reality...I don't like this one. Maybe Dad will get well and
everything else will straighten up and life will be
perfect...maybe ...
posted
by Patch Landers at 11:55 PM.
Have you ever been so wrapped up in
another person that you've lost yourself? Your life, your very existence
is consumed with them? So much that every thought, every
dream, every waking hour is built around them? It can be
beautiful....or can lead to compulsion, obsession and
desperation....even madness. You become dominative and
controlling....destructive.
I find myself at a juxtaposition....a Rubicon of emotional
entanglement. The proverbial, damned if u do, damned if u don't.
It's a self-imposed exile....
Strange how we hold so tightly to things that we lose them.
posted by Patch Landers at 10:46 PM.
By the way, Kelly
... I am NOT Pussy Whipped ...
I am simply a cat lover.
Tuesday, March
06, 2001
Well
hell, I received some pretty startling news tonite. My dad may have
Lou Gerhig's Disease...I don't know what to think about it...he's
been scheduled to die for almost 26 years now. Colitis, cancer,
liver transplant...now this...I have a hard time believing it. I'm
very tired right now, ice cold day, ice cold fist around my
heart...a LOT is wrong right now and I don't know what to do about
ANY of it...at least I got a second job today. Selling VCR's ...
long story. More later...don't know what to write and I feel guilty
taking time away from someone special who cut their conversation
short for me....later.
posted
by Patch Landers at 11:56 PM
Thursday,
March 22, 2001
I was
working out today listening to the Dave Matthews Band,
Crash. The song came on and I really listened to the
words.....while I did lat pull downs, heavy breathing
and these words seem to go together.....
You've
got your ball
you've got your chain
tied to me tight tie me up again
who's got their claws
in you my friend
Into your heart I'll beat again
Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock
and sweet you roll
Lost for you I'm so lost for you
You come
crash into me
And I come into you
I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream
Touch
your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
I'm bare boned and crazy for you
When you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream
If I've
gone overboard
Then I'm begging you
to forgive me
in my haste
When I'm holding you so girl
close to me
Oh and
you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show your world to me
In a boys dream.. In a boys dream
Oh I
watch you there
through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing but you
wear it so well
tied up and twisted
the way i'd like to be
For you, for me, come crash
into me
Totally
wicked, crazy cool lyrics.....sexy without
audacity....hot, steamy dripping with suggestion.....
really made the workout.....erotic.
posted
by Patch Landers at 8:56 PM
Monday,
March 19, 2001
Hey, wazzzzzzzzzzup?!?!?!!!! Whatta day! Awesome, beautiful,
gorgeous! It is a great day to be alive!!! I am, for the
first time ever in the blogs history, writing this from
work. Just hadda get my thoughts down...I guess I took
that "new week, new beginning" stuff from last
night seriously!!! I got up this morning with a vengeance,
rested, ready....Put on a patch last night, smoking almost
none today. Talked with one of our sales guys at the
station over breakfast this morning about selling Ricklets'
web site....cool! Made a sales call for her, pretty damn
sure they are gonna do it! Score! (thanks Nick.) Feeling
powerful, ready to take on the world....I've got the best
lady (Goddess) in the world at my side, the sun is out,
and nothin' could be finer! Well, I gots plenty to do so
I'm off, just HAD TO get this outta me and onto this blog!!!!
Love ya, love each other, hell, strip naked and dance
around a fire in the moonlight then go skinny dipping
together!!!! Hehehehehe~! Later!
posted
by Patch Landers at 12:11 PM.
Sunday,
March 18, 2001
Another
beautiful day....and I spent this one inside too. Hey, I got
the closet cleaned out, managed to organize my drawers,
threw out so clothes that didn't fit or were hopelessly out
of style...much like myself. Not much has happened, except I
find myself falling back into bad old habits I thought I had
conquered. I'm smoking more than I was before, I'm making
excuses not to work out, I'm eating a lot of shit, and not
taking my protein....new week, new beginnings. Start over.
Just a slip, etc.
Is it necessary to update every frickin' day? What if you
don't have nothin' to say?
* A-hem * I DON'T HAVE ANY FRICKIN' THING EXCITING HAPPENING
IN MY LIFE THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
There I feel better, I'm gonna take off the lenses, put the
body under water, do other grungy things and sleep!, G'nite!
posted
by Patch Landers at 11:05PM
Go
look at the new Link....send in a cool name G'damn it!!!
This
is my pal, Nicks' site, he needs help,
send
donations!!! Hell , send cheetos!!
Saturday,
March 17, 2001
I've spent the
better part of today working on a new section to my site. The
morning started off beautifully, cuddling with Ricki in bed.
Then helping Sean on his resume. Finally got the belt to the
alternator on the Daytona, still haven't put it on....do that
tomorrow. It's late now, and I finished the first chapter in
my journal. I need a decent title though, The Journey, is
kinda lame. If you have any ideas, send 'em in.
I hope to have the full story online soon, it will take a
while. Bear with me.
Go check out
this awesome site Ricki just built!!!
>>>>>
I am through
for the day now. Need a brain break and to workout...
posted
by Patch Landers at 7:05PM
Ricklet
made this for me....
she's
extremely talented!!!
Thank u
baby!
Thursday, March 15, 2001
Welllllllllllllllllllllllllll,
I've been a busy beaver....I left last Friday for Birmingham
on a jet, thank you Ricki for putting everything together for
me! I spent four incredible days with my father. I was
physically, emotionally, and mentally exhausting. I kept a
journal and will post excerpts from it soon. I have to get my
thoughts together first. I returned to Tennessee Tuesday
afternoon....so glad to be home, yet I wanted to stay by my
Dad's side. Life gets in the way of the "right"
things sometimes. So I'm back....what to write about?
Hey did I tell ya that.....CELLTECH
RULES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????????????
Celltech is a new supplement that I'm using, it's a mega dose
of creatine, a cell
volumizer. (look it up!) and by the
way...My Dad has ALS, Lou Gerhigs Disease and they have found
that Creatine can be twice as effective in treating the
disease as the leading prescription medicine....I just found
that!!!! Awesome!!!!! I had something that could help Dad with
me the whole time I was there....SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I gotta
make a phone call. Wait, I'll call Dr. Bynum tomorrow...Dad's
doc....yeah.
Btw, my effects have been increased energy, larger muscle
mass, greater strength, muscle tone...etc....everything my
Dad's decreasing muscle tone needs!!!! Sorry, I'm like a kid
with a new toy, this is great!
posted
by Patch Landers at 10:21 PM
This
is Dale Price, and his goddaughter...he and I got mighty drunk
on the beaches of Panama City after Graduation. Just found out
where he was, he's one o' them hotshot lawyers and makes big
money....cewl...just in case I get caught!
I call my dad Superman...cause they try to kill him, but they
just can't do it.
Wednesday,
March 07, 2001
Guess
that last posting was a bummer...just needed to get that off my
chest. Self-reflection can be a bitch. Life is a choice, how we
react, how we act...well act or react....there is a difference. My
Dad doesn't have a choice anymore. Death in 3 to 6 months. Shit.
I'm flying down to Alabama Friday...I have a lot to consider, what
do I say to him? what questions do I want answered before he can't
answer them anymore? Ricki and I have had our problems - what
advice would he give? He and Mom didn't make it as long as we
have...would it be good advice?
When I was 7 we lived in Ohatchee, Alabama. I was playing with a
friend in the rundown abandoned part of downtown. We came across a
row of old school lockers in front of a crumbling old gas station
...We both got in them and closed the doors. Then we opened them
from the inside. Since there was more than one in the row, we
tried another set....I got out, my friend couldn't...I went to try
and open the locker from the outside but it wouldn't budge... she
started kicking and banging and screaming! I froze...for the first
time in my young life I truly knew fear. I didn't realize that she
could breathe in there, neither did she. She screamed louder...I
bolted for help. I found an old guy walking downtown, I grabbed
his hand and drug him to where she was screaming the whole while
"My friend needs help!!!" The old man walked up to the
locker and reached up....jiggled the handle of the shaking locker
(my friend was still kicking and screaming inside) ...and
"pop" it opened. The little girl bolted from the locker,
face red, tears pouring - she ran .... we never played together
again...I guess that was my first real taste of fear and
reality...I don't like this one. Maybe Dad will get well and
everything else will straighten up and life will be
perfect...maybe ...
posted
by Patch Landers at 11:55 PM.
Have you ever been so wrapped up in
another person that you've lost yourself? Your life, your very existence
is consumed with them? So much that every thought, every
dream, every waking hour is built around them? It can be
beautiful....or can lead to compulsion, obsession and
desperation....even madness. You become dominative and
controlling....destructive.
I find myself at a juxtaposition....a Rubicon of emotional
entanglement. The proverbial, damned if u do, damned if u don't.
It's a self-imposed exile....
Strange how we hold so tightly to things that we lose them.
posted by Patch Landers at 10:46 PM.
By the way, Kelly
... I am NOT Pussy Whipped ...
I am simply a cat lover.
Tuesday, March
06, 2001
Well
hell, I received some pretty startling news tonite. My dad may have
Lou Gerhig's Disease...I don't know what to think about it...he's
been scheduled to die for almost 26 years now. Colitis, cancer,
liver transplant...now this...I have a hard time believing it. I'm
very tired right now, ice cold day, ice cold fist around my
heart...a LOT is wrong right now and I don't know what to do about
ANY of it...at least I got a second job today. Selling VCR's ...
long story. More later...don't know what to write and I feel guilty
taking time away from someone special who cut their conversation
short for me....later.
posted
by Patch Landers at 11:56 PM
Monday, March
05, 2001
BETTY'S
PANTIES
It was a few days ago, when the Big Dawg, (that's Ron, he's one of the
few good ones out there, more on him later.) and I were coming back
from an appearance. I'm a morning dj, Ron is the mascot (big dog suit,
very funny!) Our office manager and our traffic director (both in
their 50's) were talking in the lobby. Betty is the office manager,
her husband was there. Very nice people. Linda, the traffic manager,
was wearing a pair of leopard skin tennis shoes...no I don't know
where she got 'em and yes I thought they were kinda tacky. Betty
commented that she had underwear just like Lindas' shoes....then she
informed us all that she had them on...and proceeded to pull the
panties up above her jeans. Please realize that this woman looks like
a grandmother,k? And yeah, she did have on leopard skin granny
panties....too damn funny, we all started rollin' in laughter, then
she said she had the matching set, and pulled her shirt up to show her
bra...I didn't see that, and I can't say that bothers me. I guess the
irony of people that could be grandparents still trying to be sexy is
strange to me at my age, course I'll probably be the first in the
nursing home to show off my new leather thong.
posted
by Patch Landers at 9:51 pm
Sunday,
March 04, 2001
Well, I think I have pulled a muscle in my
brain...but I feel ok with the new site. It's been a couple of days...lemme
see... few new things to tell ya about. Saturday I had my right ear
pierced. Got my left pierced when I was 19, so waiting 13 years ain't so
bad. They didn't have any hoops...so I got the smallest diamond they
had. I don't have a match...so I guess I'll have to wait 6 weeks until
my ears will match. One hoop and a diamond is kinda sexy I guess?
Ricklet and I played with our new digital camera...took some mondo sexy
shots of her...if you haven't guessed, she the "goddess" in
mygoddess.bizland.com! Without a doubt she is the best thing that has or
will ever happen to me. Period.
We watched Blood and Donuts last night...pretty cool, I'd like to watch
it again and get all the humor. Ricki watched the Perfect Storm...I fell
asleep. Tonite we have the spectacular epic, ROAD TRIP, with Tom
Green...I hate Tom Green. Mostly because he gets to do what I wish I
could...get paid for being stupid!
posted by Patch Landers at 9:01 PM
my
Goddess, Ricki made this for me....it rocks!!! So does she!!!
Friday, March 02, 2001
Cool...problem address and corrected, u may now
go back to enjoying your regularly scheduled blogger, blahblahblah, fuckin'
blah...jesus h christ , Ricki's right, I talk too much.... Ricki's
always right.
posted by Patch Landers at 11:44 PM
Did the time change or not....sorry just tryin to
fix somethin' so mindyerown, k?
posted by Patch Landers 11:42 PM
I found out an old lady in my office wears
leopard skin granny panties today...it was an involuntary discovery...her
husband, a great guy thought it was tooooooo funny...tell you about that
tomorrow.
posted by Patch Landers at 11:23 PM
I went to a little greasy spoon called TIptons
today. It's in downtown. Total throwback to the 1950's, shotgun style
diner with a counter and barstools, u watch them cook your food, and it's
greasy and damn good. The walls are lined with old cigarette ads and
ancient pictures, all yellowed from age...a newspaper article from 1984
recants the history of the joint. The coffee is hot and tasty, the
conversation leans towards the current news of the day, and most of the
folks inside are over 50 and quite friendly. I hop on a seat and put in my
order... 6 egg whites...gotta have my protein...growin' muscle ya know? An
older gentleman walks in and orders a burger, Tipton's, I've learned, is
famous for their burgers...he's a typical small town 50+ year
old...5'8" , small rolling ponch squeezes against a check patterned
button down shirt, blue jeans, and the ever present baseball cap...I think
it said CAT I swear to God. He flirts with the lady cooking in a slow
southern drawl, adept in the use of the word "Yuins"...I'll get
into that word on another post...anywho...as he waits another man, easily
in his 80's...still standing tall (at I'd say 5' 7") wearing a ball
cap, jacket, and sansabelt slacks, walks up with his wife, white haired,
white leather purse firmly on her arm, both wear glasses. The lady rings
up their order and tells him the amount with a,
"that'll be 8.50 darlin'"
He grins a huge smile and quickly responds... " Better watch it with
that "darlin" stuff, this is my live-in."
"Live-in?" the lady asks.
"Yup," he grins wider" has been for 60 years....they didn't
have live-ins back then."
the place erupts in laughter....
u can't buy that kind of entertainment.
posted by Patch Landers at 11:17 PM
Thursday, March 01, 2001
I'm lying in my bed at 11 pm, having no earthly
idea why I'm still awake. I have to be up by 4:30am. I guess it's the
hottie in bed with me. She keeps me up at night. At least tomorrow is
Friday.
posted by Patch Landers at 10:44 PM
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