who says
your twenties are spent defining who you are?
what the hell kind of crap is that? i'm a shadow away from ending the roaring twenties, and have a whisper of a clue what / who I am. I enjoy easy listening stations, humming away at the elton johns and billy joel tunes of time, but i don't think that makes me a dude in the late forty-fifty space.
virtual entertainment *is* justifiable as entertainment as I visited with E and A tonight.
Which reminds me, I have to call T tomorrow. Crayx week passed and I screwed up my timing. Wed. I think A and I are going out with Lee. (As in Playboy Lee.)
posted by irene @ 2/29/2004 09:43:00 PM
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