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Reprise

Ah-ha!

After posting that last entry, I was going about my business the following morning all relaxed and feeling silly that I worry so much. Then, KA-TAA, I find out that a bolt of paralysis from out of the clear blue has struck down one of my best friends in the South Bay, just felled him in his tracks and left him helpless in the middle of the street.

He got out of hospital a few hours ago. I will go shortly to check up on him.

But you see. I may be paranoid, but I'm not mad. Or... I'm not paranoid, but I may be... no... something.

I AM SANE! FEAR THE PARALYSIS RAY!!!

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O.o The World is a strange, strange place, brother bear.

Speaking of which. I've had an unending nagging, gnawing at the back of my mind, splinter in my sanity, hole in my sleep drive to find Rae lately. All the old numbers I've tracked down (through a variety of ninja sneaky ways) either have strange male voices answering saying they don't know no Rae...or they are disconnected. Furthermore. Rae and I had this funny running gag about the Hee Haw show. Not 24 hours after trying to call her, I was in a bar and THAT SHOW WAS ON.

This feels very much like the cop-radar and finding things radar...only I can't find Rae, but I feel she needs finding. And your latest rant means I'm not the only one sharing "whereareallmyfriendsandwhataretheydoingaretheyokay" vibe. ::fidgetfidget::

Are you okay?

I repeat, I am perfectly sane.

::beam::

Hmm, I am at my wits' end in terms of tools to find that girl. The computer upon which all of my original correspondence with her happened, is now a burned-out husk. Though, there is a possibility I might have a envelope of snail-mail from her SOMEwhere, which would have been from her mom's house; hell if I have even the remotest idea where such a clue would be, though. I'll put my mind to looking for it this month.

Nothing like having a falling down disease that really has no rhyme of reason to it. Congratualtions to your friend, though, for at least having SOME clue as to what it is he has. Some of us (myself and a male friend of mine here) have no clue why it is we suddenly find ourselves unable to move and then wake up on the floor/ground behind the toilet/couch/bushes and in pain.

It's always more comforting to me to KNOW what it is, even if there's no helping it. Maybe I'm crazy that way...but it's better than the Unknown.

Good vibes for your friend, man. And I agree with Bec...where's Rae and why has she gone MIA? For that matter, what about Chris? And that other Chris (Chialms-mun)? Are we missing any MORE Chris's? COuld we possibly be missing anyone else I don't know about?

GAAAAH!

fear IS the mindkiller.

*wink*

Hopefully, Rae is all fine and good, still wowing the boys at the target range with sexy marksmanship and mechanic skills. But as I mentioned to Bec, I'll start a more thorough search for any traces of addresses we might not have checked yet, in my finest creepy-stalkery fashion.

N.Y. Chris is YOUR barrel of monkeys, kiddo, you gots all the contact info, and if YOU can't get ahold of him, I'm at a total loss. Police academy, programmer school, Neverwinter Nights, no clue.

As for the fabulous Chi... you ask enough of the right folk in Rhydintown, I'm sure you could track him down... if you reaaaaaalllly wanna. ::grin::

N.Y. Chris is YOUR barrel of monkeys, kiddo, you gots all the contact info, and if YOU can't get ahold of him, I'm at a total loss. Police academy, programmer school, Neverwinter Nights, no clue.



Don't remind me. Severe crash-olas on the previous dinosaur I used to stamp out text probably lost me all of NY Chris' information. (Which included his parents home phone number...where he lived, no less) Damnit.

As for the fabulous Chi... you ask enough of the right folk in Rhydintown, I'm sure you could track him down... if you reaaaaaalllly wanna. ::grin::


And THAT is the real question. And don't grin at me that way. I ain't THAT desperate for Role Play....

...

...okay, yeah, I'm not that desperate.

Yet.

Finding Ch-- him? ::leftright look.:: Don't say that name. He'll find YOU. Last I heard he got hiself married. Two kids ...

... Of an official ...ah...nature...that is. ::Smile?::

As for Pansy. I have his cell ph num. He no answer. But then, he had that lj post about losing everything. Perhaps he lost his phone. ::Shrugshrug.::

Finding Ch-- him? ::leftright look.:: Don't say that name. He'll find YOU. Last I heard he got hiself married. Two kids ...

Wow. On so many levels. Against my better judgement, I will probably ask you for more information on that, later...

As for Pansy, who can't have forgotten EVERYone's email address... let's all take a moment, shall we? ;)

Don't forget to tell them about my glorious escape!! Crying nurses, pissed of security guards ... and the quote .. "Isn't he supposed to be paralyzed?????!!"

Ken what font are you using, I see a bunch of squares that mean nothing to a man like me.

You also learned to spray your own blood at people as an organic weapon, which is a neat trick if you can pull it off. Hey, I was just going to make up some shit about you battling Korean or Mexican gangs on the streets of Union City all Final-Fight style, throwing oil drums and using the Perfect German Suplex. But the real story's just as good. ^_^

Rest up, you insane bastard. Glad to have you around.

(Also, you will be able to see the rest of the font if you just load up the Windows XP Japanese character set, which all good and bad anime fans should already have done.)

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