In attempt to prepare for the move to Portland, Chris and I have moved out of The Creek and into Ben and Heather's (and Dawn's!). Chris and Ben are playing Dream Cast. Heather and Dawn are planning our road trip route.
A couple of days ago (while under the influences and above rainbows) I decided that there is a man who lives under the ditch crossing. He stays there like a troll, and when unsuspecting pedestrians cross, he grabs their legs with his decrepit, bony hands and pulls them under and devours their organs for dinner.
I blame my active imagination and weed.
But, I think hookah's almost ready. Adios.
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