THE LAST FIVE ...
Closing up shop
It may be time for a change
Entry in the air
Music of the moment
Or ... BE RANDOM!
Thursday, Aug. 23, 2001 - 10:27 p.m.
Calling me home
Well lookie here ... it's ENTRY NO. 300!!!!
And I have nothing planned. Well, I do have something planned, I just can't get to it right now. And I can't get to it tomorrow because I have to get up early, run some errands, then pack and get on a plane for beautiful Chicago and a wonderful airport hello and a concert featuring disrobed females and a weekend where I forget everything else about what I have to do and the responsibilities left here in New Jersey for a weekend learning more about one special girl. I don't plan on turning my cell phone on much. I don't plan on checking e-mail. I don't plan on touching a computer in order to let the carpal tunnel ease a bit. I don't plan on seeing how the Mets or BlueClaws or anyone fared in competition over the weekend. I don't plan on calling home, except perhaps to tell the folks I landed - BUT THAT'S IT!
I don't plan on anything more than you.
This is my kind of town, Chicago is
Next page: Zoinks yo!
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