what a weekend. thinking back on it all it seems like a story more than my life. pretty interesting. today is my day to take in all that has happened and try to make sense of it all. to reflect and remember. pull a few tubes, have another cocktail, and reflect. ahh, the life of the unemployed man.

I read this entry after I left the voice mail. Oops.
[Edited on Feb 10, 2005 10:51PM]
...i love weekends that seem like stories, they are the best kind, relfect and bask in the beauty dude