2001:October:5
2001
Oh shoot. I was going to write to you from my friday. Kent had just left from reaffirming my early exploits (and confirming my overly inflated ego in many ways), and I was going to write you about things now that he's left... but Dan's coming over, so I must maximize the time I have left (if he comes in). I'm listening to "Sticky Fingers" on random and sitting in my backyard stone fence. Ahhhhh.. Right now, "wild horses" is on......
