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Hard to believe this is me just a few hours ago...
I'm tired of bitching/worrying about money. But it's all I can do because I live so fucking hand to mouth, ya know? I just barely slide from each bit of money I get to the next. *sigh*
So my fellow San Antonians, if I give in and become a stripper, will you come show me some love and support?
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If you do stay away, then you can make some good cash. Hell, I may have to drive in from cali to watch that.
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thats it. i'm sending you a plane ticket to DC and you're going to migrate here where i'll chain you to my bed and you'll never ever ever have to worry about not having enough attention and money again. and i'll play Vanessa Daou, Recoil, and Tool all day and night so you'll never want to get out of bed.
i've never met anyone, not one friggin person (aside from the sexpot from Cali who introduced me) who's heard of Vanessa Daou, despite that she's been on seveal soundtracks and all that.
once again, you have the distinct privelage of being my Muse.
-pb
ps - don't be a stripper. be exclusive and exotic and not so easily attainable. drives men even more crazy.
[Edited on Jan 25, 2004 2:38PM]