January 2011
5 posts
Youthful Dementia: MM, V5, D1
Blake: What the hell is he doing calling me for? (into phone) What, what?! Song of the week? What the hell's a song of the week for?
Charlie: For your website.
Blake: I have a website?
Marcus: How do you run a big ass magazine and not know you have a website?
Blake: (into phone) Well who runs it? A webmaster? No shit a webmaster; WHO is the webmaster?
Marcus: Man, you need a drink. Let's go.
Blake: I'm working!
Charlie: You run this though...
Marcus: You a grown ass man, right? Hey, that's a good song of the week!
Blake: Song of the week? What the hell's that?
Marcus: A song for... for your website.
Blake: I have a website?!! Goddamn, I need a drink...
Day 2, Letter 2: My Crush
Dear _________________,
Hmm… I’m not sure what I’m feeling right now. On one hand I’ve been anticipating this. On the other, maybe I just wasn’t ready to deal with it. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a bit happy though; if you’re happy there’s a definite feeling of joy I get.
But! And this is a big but… I’m slowly getting...
“1/14/2011
“No… no, I’m not sure how I feel. Obviously a bit...”
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