still at work.
Big, unflattering picture of me and Cathi at the beach, from a few weeks back
Daily Archives: September 26, 2001
I’ve been missing out on gabbing with my sweetie today, and even if she was available, I’ve been bombarded with last minute fixit code, and would have had trouble chatting much anyhoo.
Tomorrow’s my brother’s birthday… he’ll be 29. sakes. is that possible? I need to get him a nice treat to go with his cash. (he can use the cash more than a big prezzie)
I want to just fold my arms like a genie, and blink… make all of life’s little bugaboos go away. sadly, pods only possess low grade mind-reading powers… I’ll have to resort to love and charm to make folks feel good, instead. Including myself.
The enemy of my enemy is my enemy’s enemy. Anything else is wishful thinking or an excuse for a budget.
song on Scotto’s mind, since *last night*
I think it was watching mad tv on TNN last night… the same CD had convoy and other ‘storytelling’ songs. 🙂
Music and lyrics by Jimmy Driftwood