7/3/10
Milo!
Holy shit, you’re alive! Lenore’s going to hack pieces out of you, mate. Where are you? I’ll come and get you. I’ll send a car. I buy you bloody flowers. I don’t care. Forgive me, Milo. I was just having a bit of fun. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I feel awful. I’m such rubbish at this whole blogging thing anyway.
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Dear Burbank,
ReplyDeleteI’m back in New York. I flew out Thursday morning when I was NOT busy being drunk. Incidentally, you and my new faithful online fanbase might be interested to know the new writing project I’ve been signed to do. I just got back from the publisher’s office and found expectedly that they were not captured by aliens. They’ve agreed to let my next project be a free online interactive novel. You were right: blogs are a great tool. My new blog is about you. And you’re sure as hell not getting the password.
--Milo
another alien cover up
ReplyDeletethey got to you didn't they
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