cowbellz's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- nerveworms julie and i had this conversation today a few hours before her acting class. she had to do a post-coital scene as a british tart. jlkrippel: I'm going to write a book jlkrippel: titled jlkrippel: Julie and her Nerves jlkrippel: how it led to her catastrophic downfall jlkrippel: my nerves are like little people jlkrippel: they have hateful minds of their own thekristycowart: tiny people jlkrippel: I imagine they are little worms thekristycowart: ewwww jlkrippel: chewing away at my stomach lining thekristycowart: not a fan of worms thekristycowart: um, julie you need help jlkrippel: um, is anyone? jlkrippel: help me help me jlkrippel: that is what the nerves say thekristycowart: hahahaha thekristycowart: the little worms take breaks from eating the lining of your stomach to ask for help? thekristycowart: that's amazing jlkrippel: some of them jlkrippel: you know jlkrippel: teamwork jlkrippel: some shout thekristycowart: right jlkrippel: some make my heart palpitate jlkrippel: and suck the saliva out of my mouth jlkrippel: they are mean, nasty little things jlkrippel: I want them all dead. thekristycowart: i do, too. thekristycowart: please kill them. jlkrippel: I try jlkrippel: but I am no match jlkrippel: there are too many of them. thekristycowart: no match for the nerveworms. jlkrippel: indeed. 6:04 pm - 05 august 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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