me: fuuuuck me: just wrote 2,000 words on this thing me: I'm pooped! me: when you getting off, I need a drink me: went to ol' Rick's last night but I'd be more inclined to get a big ol bottle of liquor and then drink it. Caleb: Yes. Caleb: We will drink tonight. me: ah, good Caleb: What's the latest on our exclusive? me: I had Eric Bates at Rolling Stone send him a message, but I think he only has e-mail and phone number like I do me: at any rate, when he checks his e-mail, he'll get back to me me: guy's in Kandahar right now me: undoubtedly getting fond reception from local allied command me: at any rate me: If I can get him on the phone, I can get you the soundbites me: and if you want background, I can give you that in the meantime me: when you getting off? Caleb: Seven-ish. me: sweeeeeet me: that gives us time to make liquor run? Caleb: Like, totally. me: sweeeeet me: Vf's gonna run my epic piece on all this assuming the legal editor passes it through me: due to "harsh claims" me: I can back 'em up Caleb: Ssssssswish!!!! me: CLICK!