06/14/04:

SIGNING OFF THE LAYNE HUNT: It's been fun reading all the different theories about Plain Layne's disappearance. I've done a little catching up this morning and I can see that people really miss... "her". "She" should be flattered to have such a readership.

But, after reading David Grenier's lengthy piece of Laynian analysis, I realized that I have nothing to add. It's all there, folks—the arguments for, the arguments against (several of those are the same arguments I advanced in January), and David's personal take too. So hie thee thither and be Layned.

Y'know, though? I can tell you exactly where Layne lost me. I don't remember the exact details, but if I recall she was giving some cute goth girl a lift somewhere. And although this gothette wasn't a lesbian (and I don't even think she knew that Layne was), she suddenly asked if she could feel Layne's breasts. And, of course, Layne let her. Way too much frat-boy fantasyland for me...

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