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hey rej.

how've you been?

don't bother asking how i am; i'll just say "same old" even if only the second word is true. sorry if i haven't been up to date on what you've been up to. communication is rather difficult, you know.

i just heard that they got him. yeah, i know. it's kinda pointless. what's done is done. you're obviously not coming back, either way.

a lot's been happening down here, aside from what makes the evening news. it'll probably be a few years before we meet again, so we'll probably have a chika century or something.

this is the part where you ask how sure am i that we'll still see each other, and i retort that god doesn't have to know.

alright, alright. you never liked my jokes anyway. but let's face it - i'm no saint, after all. if i am going to hell, i'd appreciate it if he'd tell me in advance, so i can at least pop a few caps before i go.

honestly, i'm tired. run down and let down. can you sleep after death? i could use a nap.

"ingat" seems rather futile now.

whatever. 
posted by stani at 12:15 AM