Thomas Raith (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
emptynight) wrote2009-10-07 05:53 pm
emptynight) wrote2009-10-07 05:53 pm
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Roadtrip of Denial: Tie my handlebars to the stars so I stay on track
To: Lacrimosa Magpyr <lacrimosamagpyr@gmail.com>
From: Thomas Raith <godofcologne@livejournal.com>
Subject: Re: Groovus has gone mad and is taking hostages!
Dear Lacci,
I'm sorry to hear that things aren't going well with Edward. I don't know what I can say besides sorry, and to remind you that you'll be getting another Cullen (once she gets bored of pestering me all day long) that may be more to your tastes soon. Any time you want to tour the world (or at the very least, this country), I'll come with you. In fact, I'll consider what Alice and I are doing now a reconnaissance mission for our trip later on.
Speaking of which, we spent a few days in Las Vegas, which I can't help but think is a city you'd love. It's bright and dangerous and full of people who will throw themselves at anything for the promise of money. It's an interesting place to hunt. We will definitely have to go. I bet the city would look amazing from the sky. We are definitely not stopping in Arizona or New Mexico though. So very very dull.
Beer is an acquired taste, I think. Sorry for not warning you about that, but things have been sort of jumbled up and confused in my head. And thank you for cleaning up my room. I know I left it rather lived in. As for Justine... that's a complicated thing. I'll tell you about it sometime. I've always found Isaac to be good company, though probably company I should be sober for. Maybe you can talk to Groovus some more. Just... no more napalm right now, please? I don't want to drop Alice off by the house if it's a ball of flaming wreckage. Maybe we can go get something to eat if I do drop Alice off.
Take care of yourself. I know you can.
Yours,
Thomas
PS - I've sent off a package for you, full of souvenirs of where we've been. They're not the nicest looking things in the world (some of them are downright tacky), but they're traditional. I thought you might like them.
Late that night, a large cardboard box was delivered to Lacci's door.
Inside was a carved wooden box holding five different snow globes, each of them clearly labeled:
Los Angeles, California
Disneyland, Anaheim, California
Las Vegas, Nevada
Arizona
New Mexico
From: Thomas Raith <godofcologne@livejournal.com>
Subject: Re: Groovus has gone mad and is taking hostages!
Dear Lacci,
I'm sorry to hear that things aren't going well with Edward. I don't know what I can say besides sorry, and to remind you that you'll be getting another Cullen (once she gets bored of pestering me all day long) that may be more to your tastes soon. Any time you want to tour the world (or at the very least, this country), I'll come with you. In fact, I'll consider what Alice and I are doing now a reconnaissance mission for our trip later on.
Speaking of which, we spent a few days in Las Vegas, which I can't help but think is a city you'd love. It's bright and dangerous and full of people who will throw themselves at anything for the promise of money. It's an interesting place to hunt. We will definitely have to go. I bet the city would look amazing from the sky. We are definitely not stopping in Arizona or New Mexico though. So very very dull.
Beer is an acquired taste, I think. Sorry for not warning you about that, but things have been sort of jumbled up and confused in my head. And thank you for cleaning up my room. I know I left it rather lived in. As for Justine... that's a complicated thing. I'll tell you about it sometime. I've always found Isaac to be good company, though probably company I should be sober for. Maybe you can talk to Groovus some more. Just... no more napalm right now, please? I don't want to drop Alice off by the house if it's a ball of flaming wreckage. Maybe we can go get something to eat if I do drop Alice off.
Take care of yourself. I know you can.
Yours,
Thomas
PS - I've sent off a package for you, full of souvenirs of where we've been. They're not the nicest looking things in the world (some of them are downright tacky), but they're traditional. I thought you might like them.
Late that night, a large cardboard box was delivered to Lacci's door.
Inside was a carved wooden box holding five different snow globes, each of them clearly labeled:
Los Angeles, California
Disneyland, Anaheim, California
Las Vegas, Nevada
Arizona
New Mexico
