newest older email guestbook notes profile friends private host design		one hundred and one&i don't even know what i'm talking about anymore January 23, 2003-8:22 pm swell, swell, swell. explode. i'm gone, gone, burst into pieces. pieces, sharp shards of glittering dripping yellow white red flesh and blood. sorry, didn't mean to stain his shirt. the street sweepers will be along quickly. last-next