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Sixteen Ways to Hock a Cat, 33Why yes, Your Honor, I have been driving since I left home not quite twenty-four hours ago. I can tell, because when Las Vegas rises out of the desert it seems to shimmer a little bit, not because the lights are actually shimmering, which they are to be honest, but because my eyes are starting to go funny around the edges. It's a good thing, though. I feel like I've braved the wilds of the nation and come out victorious yet again, and there's a possibly half-delusional sense of rolling into Las Vegas as though expecting the city to lay down arms and present me, its new benevolent sovereign, with a bevy of hotSixteen Ways to Hock a Cat, 33
by ~AikoOtsego
Sixteen Ways to Hock a Cat, 32It's never fazed me that much, jumping in the car and bopping randomly all over the country. Something in the way I'm wired is just okay with it, and I never feel fatigued or rushed or jet-lagged, as long as I drive. Well, okay, there's fatigue--one can only stay conscious for so long, after all--but it's not the bone-weary, Bataan Death March kind of exhaustion that so many other people complain about after having drive for oh my God twelve hours straight. Maybe I was just bred for it or something. When I was a teenager, I secretly longed for the day that someone would walk up to me and say, in a qSixteen Ways to Hock a Cat, 32
by ~AikoOtsego
Sixteen Ways to Hock a Cat, 31Even if the past few days hadn't been relatively strange ones (even by my standards), I'd still feel weird right now. Being in a limousine always makes me feel strange, unless I'm driving it. There's something oppressive and claustrophobic about the interior of a limo, even those stupid SUV limos. This one's just a Lincoln, so it's basically a black leather tube on the inside, darkening the daylight with its tint and sucking up the sound with shaggy carpet underneath. There are LEDs and indirect lights and wood consoles and if I thought about it for a while I could probably tell you what company buiSixteen Ways to Hock a Cat, 31
by ~AikoOtsego
Sixteen Ways to Hock a Cat, 30Compared to many of my friends, Molly's very normal. She's got a house in an upscale suburb with an actual living room and a family room, and because she works at home the place is always neat-bordering-on-spotless. She and Glen have been fortunate enough that the economy hasn't kicked their asses, and so sitting in her TV-less living room is a lot like sitting down in 2002, except the furniture is up to date in that timeless way that carefully chosen antiques mixed with elegant new purchases are. Molly is not an IKEA/Pottery Barn kind of person; when she buys furniture and art, she takes no prisoners and partSixteen Ways to Hock a Cat, 30
by ~AikoOtsego
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I HAVE NOT COMMITTED SUICIDEDevious Info
- Current Residence: the Incorrigible--a 35' RV
- Favourite movie: Amelie
- Favourite band or musician: Siouxsie and the Banshees
- Favourite genre of music: industrial music is what makes me move
- Favourite artist: Undecided
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- Favourite photographer: Lex Machina
- Favourite style of art: Varies
- Operating System: Windows, reluctantly
- Favourite game: Darkstalkers II
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