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Myk Murphy:
No snow for dc today, but some suburbs got some.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:07:18 am)

Myk Murphy:
Breakfast was a glorious success! 5`10" for me.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:10:41 am)

Chewing Wax:
Myk said you were four or five inches shorter than bela.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:10:53 am)

Chewing Wax:
I'm hungry
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:11:07 am)

Cushca:
Did he?
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:13:05 am)

Cushca:
Are you lying?
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:13:14 am)

Chewing Wax:
I was drunk. I may just be mistaken.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:14:29 am)

Cushca:
I got my Pearl Jam top. It's quite tight.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:16:58 am)

Chewing Wax:
Don't tease.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:20:53 am)

Chewing Wax:
You get that tattoo on your arse you were talking about?
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:21:24 am)

Cushca:
Oh sure. The portrait of Corbin?
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:23:29 am)

Chewing Wax:
How tight?
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:26:19 am)

Cushca:
Snug.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:26:51 am)

Cushca:
Very snug.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:26:55 am)

Chewing Wax:
Can you breath? You have asthma you know.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:27:56 am)

Cushca:
I think I'll be OK.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:30:52 am)

Chewing Wax:
Are you wearing it now?
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:36:35 am)

Chewing Wax:
I'm 7'3" by the way.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:37:15 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
I have decided not to go to work tomorrow. I might be better, of course, in which case I'll feel guilty for not going in. But if work are going to get someone in to cover for me, then they need to know this afternoon.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:37:46 am)

Cushca:
Oooh. You're quite the big boy, aren't you? No. I'm saving it for special occasions.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:37:48 am)

Cushca:
What will you do tomorrow then?
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:38:10 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
And if I don't tell them and they don't arrange cover, my very frightening roomate will have to work for my boss. And then she'll kill me.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:38:11 am)

Chewing Wax:
I think I'll take tomorrow off too.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:38:36 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
Shall we meet up?
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:38:49 am)

Chewing Wax:
Yes.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:39:00 am)

Cushca:
You could both go to my house and guard the Pearl Jam top.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:39:15 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
I'd arrange to meet you under the clock at Waterloo station, but you'd bash your head on it.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:39:30 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
But it's so small bird. How would we find it?
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:39:45 am)

Cushca:
It's on the very top of the fifth huge pile of rubbish to the left in my bedroom.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:42:03 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
I see. Well Wax: I'll meet you there.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:48:09 am)

Chewing Wax:
Okay. How will I recognize you?
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:49:27 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
I'll be clutching my forehead and moaning with pain. There may be tears in my eyes, too.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:55:10 am)

bela:
Hi, My cold got worse yesterday. I'm taller than you Myke. To be exact, I'm 5 ' 7 and a half but I the other night I was wearing boots with a chunky 2 1/2 - 3 inch heel. Daria and I are about the same height.
(Mon Jan 7, 2002 - 9:55:19 am)