A chronicle of mundaneness steeped in irony and pointed realism with no real direction or point and no real defined end-point. Except maybe Tuesday, which Tuesday I leave as an exercise for the reader...
Wednesday, February 26, 2003
now that I've posted my interesting stuff for the night while christa was letting the dog out and kinda watching the Robert Blake interview on 20/20, I'm going to bed...
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