gnoll's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- brava i have no recollection making any such call but mario seemed convinced i called in an annonymous tip in hopes of busting some drug dealer he was affiliated with. through some arrangement they had mario dealt with the jail time and now he was out and paying me a visit. funnily enough he didn't take it personally, he just came by to do what he was paid to do, and that was to hospitalize me with those huge mallet like fists he had. i was trying to keep the conversation light and friendly until i could figure out some viable way of getting out of the sitation. from the other end of the underground car park we could hear sirens and yelling, the cops were busting the vietnamese karaoke machine smugglers. we had nothing to do with it but there was no sense in hanging around. mario was pretty panicked by the whole scene, probably because he was fresh on parole. i led him to the stairs by the elevators and we fled into the yard behind the apartment complex. he split for church street and i took maitlan over to yonge where i figured i could blend into the pedestrian traffic. 10:51 a.m. - Wednesday, Feb. 20, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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