bethb's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- burning hippies Sean is burning incense out in the work room. I know people are into burning incense and all things nice and scented, but all I can think when i smell that is 'burning hippies', or someone's smoked out and trying to hide it from their r.a. i sent mr. hank stuever an email regarding one mr. steven cojacaro. and oddly, today while looking up green plastic stacked chairs on google, i came across hank stuever's web page. i'm sure, that at this point, he thinks i'm a raging crack pot, so i won't bother him any more. if bob hadn't encouraged me to contact him, i probably wouldn't although i was curious to know if the owner of the CD case was ever found and was his profile of him right on (because i thought it was) on a more personal note: i had turkey for lunch today and now i'm sleepy. after all of the insanity that was involved in getting silent woman and nitrate hymnal up, i'm just tired and unmotivated and all i really want is to go home and clean my bathroom. i'm pretty mortified by the state of my apartment, in genral, but um....... having a drink with kendall at the galaxy hut was nice. i like the galaxy hut. especially when you can get there early and get a seat and talk to bill who is playing 'the owls' and drink some woodchuck cider. 4:44 p.m. - 2003-01-29 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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