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04 Sep 2001

sometimes a touch.

First, jetlag sucks.

Second, my apartment is for sale. Again. This time, I don't think they are kidding. Realtors are calling. I'm acting like I'm still in Japan, at least for now. I have no idea where I will go or what I will do, but the point of decision-making is looking imminent. My lease expires at the end of December.

Third, my car, my beautiful baby, my chariot of thunder, has a big fat dimple in his cheek, thanks to a presumably white vehicle of SUV size that I suppose could not maneuver into one of those extra-wide Newark Airport parking spaces. No note on windshield. Just the dent, like a calling card or piss on a hydrant, enough of a mark I suppose that nothing further needed to be said.

Still, I am grinning like a dope. I am awake beyond my energy. My brain is back. Things are going right and well, and I'm incredibly, stupidly, simply happy, thanks to hugs and kisses and funny jokes, as usual.

Posted at 11:46 PM in category Old (this category is huge!)

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