31 August 2006



It is amazing. My shirt has no idea where to go anymore. It just kinda hangs off, looking all awkward and shy.

I cannot belive how happy I am.

the recess bandit.


Dirty Maggie said...

Dearest Smelliot,

I am so glad to hear that you are out of the hospital, back home and doing well. Sometimes I think people get better just to get away from the "food" they serve in those damn places. I had a 2 week stay at the IWK as a child and still have recurring nightmares about some of the items served up in plactic diner trays to sick children. Really though guy, so happy to hear that everything went well and that you're recovering and not regretting.

Dirty Maggie

recess bandit said...

hey dirty maggie, the food is horrendous. the worst part about it was that my housemate was bringing home gourmet food from a cooking show she was working on. painful. things are well. things hurt in places i never knew exsisted. drop by sometime, i am alsmost always here these days.

p.s. i had some of that delicious cake that went to maggie's house (i recovered there for a few days). send my regards to the baker lady. heehee.

tifilis said...

woo hoo hot stuff, I can't believe it finally happened. I'm so happy for you, man. I wish I could be there to hang out and watch movies. I'd make good food too, I live with Christeen now, she's teaching me some things. Take it easy over there, don't leave before I come home to visit please, you're one of the only reasons I'd want to go back there.