That Disaster wasn't the 'half of it' . I returned home and plopped into Chairy-Chair's Luxury Lap . What the FUCK had I done ??? Had I REALLY Promised to hand over ALL Bio-info INCLUDING the "Top Secret" shyte* ??? I shuddered .
(((Her height didn't matter--she was a whole head shorter than my whole head but `that` belied her STATURE--- surrounding her was HER Realm, the Realm of Books, the Realm of Community Function Room and the Financial Resources of "The Town" . She stood TALL --- !)))
(((It was as if I was [were] in a Dream and not the GOOD kind either .)))
Thyng* iz* I have all that shyte, stored and stored neatly, with IMMEDIATE ACCESS Avail-abilty* . Technically all I had to do was don the "Say" Apparel and literally just "hand over" the Docs that register as my Lyfe . 2 words : ridiculous .
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