The Exchange

"What are you up to?"

"Barely alive. Tuesdays are @(#!)@! Too much time with nasty cheap tourists. Y tu, Hyde? Perhaps Schtirlitz some time this week?"

"Yes! Imbibing and talking to a 53 year old. Missing Narc and you!"

"That's good-- 'cept for Narc... Careful with 53 year old. I had an old hag hit on me last night."

"Okay. I'm in a weird mood. Want adventure but not trouble."

"Please be careful with imbibing too. So says Bezoukhoff. Keep it in a bottle. Release slowly. That way you know where adventure ends and trouble begins. Be careful... you know I need you."

"You need me?"

"Da. Didn't notice? Heck. You saved me from a fever."

"What the fuck are you talking about? Did you read my blog? I should tell you I'm drunk now. Care no more and say no more.."

"If I upset you, I'm sorrier than you think. I need you-- you save me from much and my life is so much the better for it. It's just that text message isn't good for expressing it all. Sorry for being so unclear now."

"Huh? In fact, I should say no more. Nite!"

"I knew I was unclear. Tomorrow will be a better day. Maybe let's meet Thursday?"