Every Man Is An Island

I stand by that. But clearly some men are island chains. Underneath, they are connected...

Saturday, March 13, 2004

Ah, terrible week. A very nice drunken night full of adventures. So we followed the railroad tracks way the hell off course. We should have been going south, but we were going south east more or less. We almost got hit by like two friggin trains. Scary stuff. It took like an hour and a half to get back. I'm glad Craggy and I didn't bring Ta2 or Slavo with us.

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