Thursday, May 25, 2006

Tales from the "Burrow needs a breathaliser on her phone" book

I sent this to the (entirely non-probable) unicorn last night while drunk:

"You know there are much more humane ways of telling someone you do not want to see them anymore than ignoring them."

Oh well, I'm going to go see Team Dresch this weekend and get the hell out of town. It'll do me good.