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Genuine1:I’d like to know how the topic strayed from phone sex to the role of gender in fiction to gender, period.
BillJo:Natural progression, Gen.
Genuine1:Yeah, probably was.
Private Message to Gyrl
Vick TF:Hey, what happened to Mythter? You two have a fight?
Gyrl:::wailing:: I don’t *know*! I thought it was all going so *well*!
Vick TF:::wry grin:: Hey, don’t take it personally. You probably got way close, right?
Gyrl:::sniff:: Uh huh.
Vick TF:Don’t worry. Mythter takes off fast. A trademark.
Gyrl:Oh, goody.
Vick TF:But comes back. Really. Just has to think. Hang in there.
Gyrl:::squaring my shoulders:: I *intend* to!
Vick TF:::chuckling:: You go, Gyrl.
Webster:We’re outta time! Damn! I think we’re gonna have to ask Gyrl back! A round of applause!
Gyrl:Aw shucks. OK, gotta go.
Vick TF:Gyrl, you were brilliant.
Gyrl:Awwwww, Vick… you see yourself in me.
BillJo:Mind-boggling, Gyrl. Still don’t know if you’re a man or a woman.
Private Message to Gyrl
Tale2Tell:Um… Mythter’s not online. Do I stand a chance?
Gyrl:::softly:: You’re real sweet, hon, I’m just not there right now.
Tale2Tell:::kissing Gyrl’s cheek:: Goodnight, then.
Gyrl:G’nite.
9:07:47 P.M. Closing transcript file
Awww, Toobe… where did I screw up?
I’m glad Winc sends me stuff, but I gotta say I don’t get half of what the heck that room was talking about. Can you believe it? Ze does this amazing interview with people asking questions I never in a million years would even think to ask, then beats hirself up for Scratch leaving.
Scratch just has to disappear sometimes.
Still worried about that memo I snarfed from the law. Maybe I should go back into that cop BBS and get me some dirt I could use against… Ugh… my stomach just answered that one. No way.
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NARRATIVE ENTRY, JABBATHEHUT
