i am back home.
my plan was for me to drive all night last night, or really only half the night and sleep under the stars at some rest stop along the way. i thought it would be a adventurous and mildly romantic way of spicing up my normally boring drive home.
so after work, at about twelve thirty in the a.m. i set out on my quest. i was about a half hour out of town when i ran across this rather large pile-up.
certain that this was a bad omen, and becoming more aware of my frequent yawns i decided it would be best to start anew this morning.
so, about 4 hours later, after a brisk nap, i started anew.
nothing particularly exciting about my trip home, exept that i, by chance, found a cd of my hero jack kerouac reciting portions of on the road and various other poems at a cd store yesterday.
naturally, i waited until i was on the road to listen.
he sounds much differant than i would expect.
i have big plans for this weekend
well, not plans, but hopes of plans.
big hopes of big plans resulting in large amounts of fun.
5:05 p.m. - 2003-05-22
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