i call 'bullshit!'

not even within the realm of possibility. good morning!

quesadilla suiza in hand. water. meds. the ringing in my ears. i didn't get a request. raul did - see above. so many smiley faces. liz and michelle rocked it. SIR & GZ and me discussed sandwiches. people danced. lighters lit. we all sang at the top of our lungs. and she fell into you not knowing or caring if you ever came out. good luck to the 6 of you. i don't think you'll need it. these things have a way of working themselves out. (i'll still bust his kneecaps if you want to. well, i won't do it, but i know people who will - no questions asked. no one fucks with you.)