Sunday, August 18, 2002

Sunday morning, 8:55 I am awakened by the comforting sounds of a leaf blower. What is wrong with people? I give up.

I am thinking about hitting the road. I am just sort of spinning my wheels here so what the hell. I want to take some clothes, my laptop, some CDs and get in the car and go.

For some reason I am thinking of Denver. I don't know why. Maybe it's like a Jack Kerouac thing.

I am still contemplating this...I should decide by the end of the week.


Oh yeah....HELLO Europe!

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