Yea rol, can i get some funky lighters...of which i'm sure there's millions. And i want some wacked out socks. little characters eating pie or school girls dancing images on socks or underpants. If possible can you buy me a new nervous system. Mine's all beat up and wont respond to my basic requests. I'm sure you'll find something on the black market. If you can't find the socks can you get me some supa-mega-ultra dorky MD paraphanalia.

What are you guys doing next thursday? Any one want to come have some fun in the hospital? I really want to spend another day lying around, being waited on hand and foot, peeing into bottles and having voluptuous nurses getting all authoritarian. And the good thing about snapping/tearing/bruising/general fucking of your nerves is that they don't have to give you any injections!!! Coz you can't feel anything anyway.

Avi, i know i write for the rest of us here at Walsh St blogspot and we just want you to know that we will always be here for you. Whether you get stabbed, beat up or get your delicate heart broken, you just have to write it all down for us to publish and we'll be your friends to the end.

Roland, find me some over packaged cheaply made plastic sox now!