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To: Mr.Manners who wrote (7316)	7/17/1999 11:33:00 AM
From: Solon	Respond to of 12754

I see you been spending time with 1 minute eggtimer Solonius EXACTLY 4 hours, 16 minutes, and 4.5 seconds! I like to keep track...even if it is hard on the wrist! Solonaccuracy

To: Mr.Manners who wrote (7316)	7/17/1999 12:43:00 PM
From: Solon	Respond to of 12754

Kasha Wheatbuck's Journal July 16, 1999 I've decide to begin keeping this journal so that the world will know I was justified, and that I am a good man (just in case something happens). Also, this dingy little hotel room is a lonely place. I must talk to somebody, even if only to myself. And don't let anyone suggest that I am being affected by alcohol. Sure, I drink every day; and sure I drink a lot--but you would too if you had my troubles. Druss was at it again today, trying to unravel my brain. He's the guy that runs this filthy place. I walked up to the bar to order a rye and seven (exactly the same as I always do), and do you think he would leave it at that, and MIND HIS OWN BUSINESS? Oh no! Not Druss! "How much are ya losin today" he says, with that evil little smirk of his. "You should quit playin that game--before they take you for everything". Sure Druss...and how much did you have bet on the side you SON OF A...well, nevermind; one of these days they're all gonna pay. I know I'm the best player. Kasha Wheatbuck's Journal July 16, 1999 It was a bad night last night. I lost $400.00 (or it might have been five or six hundred--I'm not sure). In any case, I must have 2 or 3 thousand left of that Vegas money. Lots left anyway. I bought a new kind of whiskey--"Old Bushmills Irish". Its really the cat's meow. I'm going to finish off this bottle, then go down and play some shuffleboard. This time I am going to start off with $10.00 bets. When I'm up about $100.00, they'll really be badgering me for an increased bet. Imagine their predicament when I demand $1000.00 or nothing! (and wouldn't it be great if they could somehow come up with the money!). KICK THEM WHEN THEY'RE DOWN! Thats my motto for tonight. I'll drink to that. And Druss better stay out of my face. I've had about enough of him. Kasha Wheatbuck's Journal July 16, 1999 It was a bad night night last night. Everything was going fine. I was winning like crazy. And Solon was buying me doubles. He's the only guy I care a damn for down there. The new waitress, Foxserve, seems to have a thing for him. Anyway, I was feeling good when that runt, Nasty, says: "You wanna play for two grand, or don't ya have no guts?" Sure, I says to him, money on the wood makes gamblin good. Well, he goes to the bar, and in two minutes he's back with the two grand. THAT BASTARD DRUSS. Someday... Today I'm just gonna stay up here and drink. I drempt last night that I shoved a pool cue up Druss's rear end, and instead of being mad, he just smirked at me the way he does; the pool cue started spinning faster and faster, and he flew around the room, laughing and laughing and laughing. Thats when I woke up and I needed a drink really bad. Kasha whtbus jurtal Jly 60, 1999 Duss called cops on me cause I was kikin over allthe tbles and brakin glassses. I hit Gumbie over the hed wiht a char and he wennt down hard. Solon talked the cups into lettin me kept my jurnil. His a gud fren.