2001-08-12, 10:51 p.m.

flow gently, sweet Mystic, while I type my diary...

back & forth

I don't have time for a full-blown entry, lads and lasses; however, let it not be said I hid the light of SW's tyrocopital savoir-faire under my bushel (although I do not shrink from vaunting along-side it my own technical prowess in said craft). Girl makes a good cheese pastry, kids.

SEE HEDWIG.

I am going to SF week after next. SF is not, as it would appear in context, a friend of mine, rather it is a city in Northern California. I will probably even update from there, for lo, I will have Free Time, for lo, I will be on holiday. If you live thereabouts, and wish to meet me, let me know.

keep reading, ewes and lambkins.

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