Soon come, mon... Soon come.
Left on Wednesday morning on a trip to Philadelphia to see the family for Thanksgiving - just like every other fucking family on the face of the planet... Busy. Only slightly...
Waffle house, late, flight - Delta, beautiful sky, people-ants, Atlanta - w00t! f00d!, Wired magazine sucks these days... sleep........
Philadelphia at last. South street, picked up an old Massive Attack album, one phat philly cheese steak at Jim's Steak, urban awe...
Thanksgiving, f0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0od - too much. Family I haven't seen in years. "Oh, he's so tall!" riiight. I miss my DSL, damnit. Wonder if my server is still up? Hah, won't know for awhile...
So I'm writing from the house of some good old family friends... w00t! I'm connected at last, if even for a short time. It's cool...
I wonder if she thinks about me? God, I'm a hopeless romantic, with emphasis on the hopeless, no matter what I say or do. Oh well... She prolly doesn't care. Oh well... Can't do anything from here. We'll see.
We'll see.