Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh," he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?" "Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw, "I just wanted to be sure of you."
Thursday, May 24, 2007
And the batteries to the mp3 player were dead...
Driving Interstate 5 alone on a trip you are not especially prepared for is sort of like having to drive yourself to hell...in your own handbasket.
we miss you! mom was here, aethan got a bed, i saw michael walking to work and home from work, i made rude barb's, i'm excited, i wish you were here to have a faxe with me!!!!!
yeah! come home come home come home! i just realized you were away and came to say have fun. spangish is on fire? woot effing woot. congratulations. lets pray for demo and not squat!!
-wait. why is em begging you to come home? sure she won't be up for air for a while yet!
oh i would have come with you if you had asked!
ReplyDeleteNo tunes? Makes for a very long trip.
ReplyDeleteI am not particularly fond of Interstate driving anyway... the road less traveled is much more interesting.
ReplyDeleteI hope everything is ok - I feel out of touch!
we miss you! mom was here, aethan got a bed, i saw michael walking to work and home from work, i made rude barb's, i'm excited, i wish you were here to have a faxe with me!!!!!
ReplyDeletecome home come home come home!
Driving yourself to Hell...in your own hand basket...
ReplyDeleteYou sure have a way with words!
Hope the trip gets better for you!
yeah! come home come home come home!
ReplyDeletei just realized you were away and came to say have fun.
spangish is on fire? woot effing woot. congratulations. lets pray for demo and not squat!!
-wait. why is em begging you to come home? sure she won't be up for air for a while yet!