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September 20, 2002
we were talking about you
Still packin' for the beach, leave at Noon today. Didn't get too crazy with Donald last night, but it was cool to meet up and discover a secret, hidden bar on 17th street that I had walked by a thousand times.
Were your ears burning? We had a nice chat about you and you and you. Jason has two daddies, and you know you're a gorgeous lesbian when two gay men are talking about you from another city.
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Posted by jimbo at September 20, 2002 10:07 AM
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Hurpppppppp. Hurp. Hurp. Please document with digicam.
Merc grill Bar is coolio - I can't believe you hadn't been there! For shame.
Posted by: kiri at September 20, 2002 11:37 AM
A friend/co-worker of mine used to bartend there part-time...fiece glamour dyke named Anna Pagi. I used to get great dirty martini's from her.
Plus I used to love the manager/co-owner (who may or may not still be involved), Aaron. Short muscle bear. Woof. He now runs some bar in Rehoboth, I can never remember if it is the Blue Moon or Cloud Nine.
Posted by: mike s. at September 20, 2002 5:57 PM
tell donald i got a restraining order, and i want my osmonds collection back and no he can't keep the rubik's cube and to change his underwear and eat a healthy meal every once in a while and he needs comments again.
*mwah*
Posted by: jennie at September 20, 2002 11:14 PM
Aw, so nice of you guys to think of me.
I'm flattered.
Posted by: Jdub at September 22, 2002 1:06 PM
Burning? My ears were bleeding. What in the name of god were you gentlemen drinking!?
Posted by: Panchesco at September 23, 2002 3:03 PM