I’m leaving for the airport in six hours. Every hour since about seven a.m. yesterday has draaaaaaaaaagged on by. These last six hours are the worst. I am ready to go, man.
I’m packed. Carl made me inventory everything I’m taking and would have made a spreadsheet had I not protested mightily. I’ve got my little [...]

Posted on May 13th, 2004 by Chiara
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