Monday Nov 15, 2004

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ugh. beck. i'm not sure if i'm just still disgusted or just more so than before.
i'm just out of the bath. i'm so bored, i suppose i'll just try and sleep even thogh i'm not tired, only. pissy.
the little town-folk-fuckos that i had to track down a few months ago that took some of jules' things from her old apartment found out where i lived today. thanks to my neighbor, who is currently learning to re-grow her head due to my biting it off earlier. they want money for shit they took that was hers, hence mine, and now that they know where i live. they'll be coming by or breaking in.
it didn't help that i slammed the door on their faces today. twice. hum.
hint?
beck. i say. let's get married. and. go to italy. for a while. to sit. mull. and drink ourselves to death.
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melvina:
i forgot to tell you that i dreamed someone had jules. and had me by the neck, by the locket.
beck, is it just this time of year?
hyenahell:
gods. more dreams last night. and i can't get through on your phone. but. i thought of that. last night, i was riding my bike around. because i tried to do. some things. but didn't have the strength to hold on. and i thought. or it came to me, rather. that night at goat's house, when the mirror broke. maybe something came through. or... i don't know, but mel. it's something. the time of year, yes, but... it's something more than that. and in the dreams, i can't find her. but last night that man. or thing. was there. and at the end, we were holding her coat, and it had bullet holes through it. i need to talk to you. i'll be home all day. i can't get through on your phone, for some reason. but it's serious. there's... something. i don't know. something. but call. and be careful. it's getting stronger.
love. beck.

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