Leaving on a Jet Plane
I leave for Boston tomorrow for no other reason than to go home and see family and friends. They all wanted me home for my birthday, but I couldn't swing a visit until this weekend. So, tomorrow I fly up there to be bombarded with the million-dollar question: "When are you moving back to Boston?" Sigh.
During my trip, I hope to see a lot of friends, but I really really really really want to see my grandfather. Don't ask me why I feel an overwhelming desire to see him all of the sudden. I love him, always have, always will, but I was just struck recently by the fact that he won't be with us forever.
I hope to also get out of my funk. You'll notice I haven't written much on here lately, right? Basically, I am hoping to avoid whiney, mopey rants and they are at the forefront of my brain right now. Grr.
Oh, Doug, the man, the myth, the legend who also happens to be my friend...he has a new site. Check him out. He's more interesting than I am by a long shot. Although, if you are a woman reading this, don't check him out. You'll just fall in love with him. I'm not kidding about that. You will.
Posted by Mr. Eff on 10/23/2003 || link
