UPDATE:
This blog is slowly dying like a rotten cantelope slothed by a man-eating zebra, but it's all good - things tend to fly with the flock - desiring only the phosphorescent indi-glow of the untangible resource, meaning this - time is near and the true loving deer will not panteth for gatorade...
Jess was abiding in the slumberous natures of the Skunk-Ape....
I wish I could have gone down here with her, I miss her terribly much. I also miss the panda bear region - the greenhouse affect calls my name - it's like - yea...what ever happened to those blissfully random cinamin gum...
SnowDay#2.
People were all over the place with giant loud snowblowers. They are so efficient. True. Goodnight all. Christmas is almost here. My Jess is almost here. PEace.
.Dougles & Quigglet.
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after reading and re-reading this post... all tyler says is, "hm.. i think jess went somewhere". hahahahaaaaa
oh how i miss the days of doug-talk. miss you friend!
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