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Oct. 25th, 2002 01:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clayhornikHurt me. Hurt me a lot... enough to make me forget the horror of Charlie Rose congratulating Arthur the aardvark on his 100th episode.
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Was kidnapped Sunday night by... let's call them Nikolai and Natalia. I hear a "thump" outside my window about 11 o'clock. Then another. So i stick my head out the window, and it's this guy and a girl and a plastic snowman. They say "HEY!" so I run down to see what's up- not recognizing the girl because it's late... and it's ... Natalia. I used to work with her. She's down from Richmond and she want's to go to the Madison, to see Rob the bartender, and to take pictures with Frosty. (I actually ran into someone on Monday who was there when I was there with Frosty)) SO she and Nikolai say "you wanna go to Richmond?" and I'm like... well... I don't have to work on Monday. So away we went. I played DJ on Natalia's laptop computer... running it through the car's sound system. Playing rap. Like "Fuk da Police" by NWA. and Eminem. we wuz ganstaz. Word.
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(The proceeding paragraph was encoded by the same people who cause me to refer to Natalia and Nikolai as ...well, Natalia and Nikolai.)
The next morning, Nikolai has to go to work so Natalia and I order breakfast from room service, switch on the news and the news media are gathered like piranha around a lame, drowning cow, at a gas station in Richmond. Yep the station they thought the sniper would be at. And S- I mean Natalia is like- hey- that's down the road. So I watch for a little while and change it to HBO and Nightmare Before Christmas is on. I cry tears of joy partway through. Natalia went back to sleep. Nikolai comes back from work so Natalia can borrow his car to bring me home.
Yes, I've omitted details, but those are for the memoir, when I name names.
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Was kidnapped Sunday night by... let's call them Nikolai and Natalia. I hear a "thump" outside my window about 11 o'clock. Then another. So i stick my head out the window, and it's this guy and a girl and a plastic snowman. They say "HEY!" so I run down to see what's up- not recognizing the girl because it's late... and it's ... Natalia. I used to work with her. She's down from Richmond and she want's to go to the Madison, to see Rob the bartender, and to take pictures with Frosty. (I actually ran into someone on Monday who was there when I was there with Frosty)) SO she and Nikolai say "you wanna go to Richmond?" and I'm like... well... I don't have to work on Monday. So away we went. I played DJ on Natalia's laptop computer... running it through the car's sound system. Playing rap. Like "Fuk da Police" by NWA. and Eminem. we wuz ganstaz. Word.
XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX.
(The proceeding paragraph was encoded by the same people who cause me to refer to Natalia and Nikolai as ...well, Natalia and Nikolai.)
The next morning, Nikolai has to go to work so Natalia and I order breakfast from room service, switch on the news and the news media are gathered like piranha around a lame, drowning cow, at a gas station in Richmond. Yep the station they thought the sniper would be at. And S- I mean Natalia is like- hey- that's down the road. So I watch for a little while and change it to HBO and Nightmare Before Christmas is on. I cry tears of joy partway through. Natalia went back to sleep. Nikolai comes back from work so Natalia can borrow his car to bring me home.
Yes, I've omitted details, but those are for the memoir, when I name names.
