I begin by writing for a few minutes about the immediate:
Listening to Prose Combat a 1993 release from MC Solaar on the Cohiba label.
This after surviving a morning of honky tonk piano and relative HP PC problemo brought on by the wonderous RZapinski, recently retired.
I continue, rambling upon the recent past:
Cynthia left the lights on her rental car and it cost her 48 to get a jump. After a long drawn out phone battle. Just the thing she was supposed to be getting away from. I tell her to unplug and get into the rhythm of the florida sun and surf.
She pines for me to join her for the weekend or a few days. i hesitate. Tell her to wait another day. I need to get boo bbo's nails trimed. She escaped the collar yesterday in front of Pet supplies Plus but was a good girl and sat while I recaptured her.
in the immediate future there is a meeting on searchpath project with Kelly and Ann. Process oriented and time for me to take the next step in GUI design via Flash and (CSS) Dreamweaver.
Life is beautiful.
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