taking footprints

leave only footprints, take only memories. nah, i am taking my footprints with me.

12.04.2001

did i mention i was tired? and sick? sick of being tired, and tired of being sick. i think it's affecting the little neurons and synapses in my brain - they don't seem to be connecting (no, i don't think it's from the substances that were a part of the LA weekend). i was going out the front door to go to my car. holding the keys in my hand, (while still inside the house) i pointed my car door automatic opener at the front door and pushed the button. it was only after i didn't hear the click i hear when the car door locks open that i realized the automatic opener is not for the front door. still need a key for that one. i am pretty sure my dogs were laughing at me. well, i at least saw ania smirking.

nancies everywhere! from a newspaper article in georgia. appropriate - they seem to work hard enough to evolve into a speices with two extra hands. or at least one of them would write a program to do as much work as one with four hands....

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