Andare, Partire, Tornare ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Directions to the nearest deep, dark hole please Wasn't teargassed. In fact, DC resembled a ghost town for much of the day. The sidewalks were empty, save for police at most corners. I did see some of the protests going on at 14th street, but that's about it. Having one of those days where you're doubting everything you do, say, or are. Trying to drive that away with chocolate Godiva liquor blended with some sort of TGIFriday's strawberry mixer, but it's not doing much just yet. There are so many things in my life going skewed right now. I want to climb into a dark closet and just stay there for a while. Quietly. 9:12 p.m. - 2002-09-27 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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