slipstreaming my anachronistic surreal consciousness - sharing with you my multiple epiphanies that were spawned while sitting on my porcelain throne (these are the ones I didn't flush) "don't believe everything you think…"
Sunday, December 21, 2003
today
It's the last weekend day before Christmas, which translates to: avoid all shopping meccas (because all the Jones' are trying to do their last minute shopping). I've done mine online last month. I can't stand the crowds.
I'm headed to NYC to choke my closest college buddy, Ed, (who forgot to tell me that he was in town - I found out from his wife, Xochilt).
I'm headed to NYC to choke my closest college buddy, Ed, (who forgot to tell me that he was in town - I found out from his wife, Xochilt).
