July 21, 1996

Yee Ha!

Another weekend over and nothing to show for it! Except that I have slept soundly and am looking forward to blowing this state! Sheesh! You'd think they would outlaw this kind of place!

Anyway, I have 8 more days (seven days and a wakeup) to go at the Insurance dive I work at. Thanks be to God! After that, it is back to Puget Sound and the safety of Starbucks and Raspberry Scones! I have two Domain's to setup, get the business license reactivated and get the new 'Zine off the ground. Oh yeah, I got to drum up new customers and get a full time job. No biggee! Life is shweet! (I seem to be using a lot of exclamation points these days....hmmmm.)

Thinking of shipping my stuff by national carrier (Northwest, Atlast, etc.)instead of renting a truck and towing the Van. Whatdo you think?

I've got Emerson, Lake and Palmer, Works, Pirates; on the CD. Oh man....If you've the stomach for a broadside. And every man that's alive tonight will be hauling gold aboard... And no one left to tell....

There is this Lady in Chicago who was trying to tell me who Jimmy Sommerville is. We had been doing email about the '80's and it's music. I was rightly chastened that I did not know who this person is. Who the hell is he? Tellme!

BTW, give someone a hug today. You and she/he won't regret it.

Been a day of wine and, well, more wine and some other assorted alcohol thrown in for good measure. It stormed and rained and rained and stormed today mucho. Very nice. Kinda like being in the middle of an electricalstorm :-) No 'nados though. Thanks be to God.

Where are you tonight Alisa, Toni, Loretta, Jane, Jane (okay I like Jane's),Janet, Trudy, Kim, Carol, Amy, Linda, Cathy, Cathie and Missy? I truly hope you are all well. I miss you. Too much time and too little time and froth on all our life's wake. And Miss Rothman, my first grade teacher and first crush; where are you???

More fighting and dying all over today. No one seems to see it. We're all dying a piece at a time. The end of the world won't come in a big bang. It will come with a whimper as the last person dies from neglect. Cheery huh? Sorry about your luck. Happens to be the truth.

Cat wrote me via email about a dream she had about a plane going down into Clarksville and wiping out a couple of blocks. This the night before Flight800 came down. Of course it's not coincidence! We're all connected. There being no time, all events are happening now and sometimes overlap and intrude on other event lines. Happens constantly but people just repress the feelings cause they be uncomfortable. What a shame. Imagine what we could learn.

I've got this pen with the words Maxaqu1n on it. And below that, (lomafloxacinHCL or I). What the hell is this? Kinda creeps me out. Could be Dr. Jack'sfavorite recipe 'o death for all I know....

Ah "Fanfare For The Common Man" as performed by ELP. Is there anything sweeter? Didn't think so....

Well, I gotta go put new sheets on the bed. Alone. Alone. All Alone......AAAHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAHHHHH......screwthis.

I wonder when Carson comes on...

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Drew