A mess of small words and poor punctuation used to chronicle my life, and the boring things I do and sometimes a thought that usually sounds inspired when written, not read.
Monday, October 16, 2006
still at the airport
my poor dad has been to the airport 3 times in the last 24 hours, 2 times before 5 am. I am really hoping to get on the airplane, I could be in bad shape if i can't make it. I am not to sure how my boss will take it. If you read this pray for me. God is in control
I still live in clintonville, I try to finish a old bottle of bourbon in early winter, smoke my new Gandalf pipe, and read books. I will soon open a long awaited Port wine and play scrabble.
The person I love the most is my wife, and I like to flood my stomach with coffee.
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