This is not the assignment I was supposed to be working on. I sort of lucked out, I guess, because I was doing this on the laptop, which is a win98 machine, and I now have a blue screen of DEATH.
I may write more about Vai and co. They seem quite insistent. And I like the feathered lizard, which I don't think I described properly. And I don't like the name for Marla, so don't get attached to it. Eh, it dumped my italics, too.. I'll fix it later.
BTW, if you want to play with this bit of weirdness, contact me. (I think the E-mail is working right.)
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"How the Hel should I know where she keeps them?" Thomas was furious. Vai was the sort to just hand her notes over to anyone who was interested, and explain anything they had questions on. But of course, that wasn't as much fun. He was so angry that he had a brief stab of regret that he couldn't just give this woman up and find one who wasn't such a mind mauling bitch.
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