It was just a small earthquake, about 40 miles away. But I don't like waking up at 5 am for anyhing. Of course, I waited an hour and a half later when the alarm went off to turn on the tv and find out that it really was an earthquake.

Hmmm, just got back from Savannah. Left on Wednesday, got back this pm. The trip was kinda fucked up. I left two hours late, so about all I did Wednesday was check into the motel, get some chip, dip, and beer and watched tv. Thursday, went to the historic district, rode a riverboat, ate sea-food and almost wore blisters on my feet. Friday, went to the mall, went to Fort Jackson, went to Tybee Island (but they said the lighthouse was closed because it flooded, huh?), went to Fort Pulaski. Today, on the way home I went to the Ga. Music Hall of Fame for the 2nd time.
At least on Thurday I saw Mercer House where Midnight In The Garden Of Good And Evil took place. Closed to the public of course, but the carriage house is now a boring gift shop.

Hmmm if I almost never post anything does it count as a journal? Seems like all I wanna do when I come here is look at pictures.

An extra hour for whatever tonight and I'm tired as fuck at midnight. I guess I'll turn in early. Hmmm, that sounds too sensible to me.
Went to a wedding today. Not as bad as I thought. I knew two other people, besides the groom and his sister.
Watched the Thrashers lose again on TV (ok, I only watched part of it).
Hopefully, tomorrow I'll have time and energy to play guitar. And maybe, just maybe, I'll turn on the old 4 track.

OK, so I checked out my own profile and I must say Mia and Veronica make good bookends for Emma. Or me as far as that goes.

Ah. a Jack n Coke buzz and checking out the Suicide Girls. Does it get any better?