If nature abhors a vaccuum, and a vaccuum can possibly be defined as the complete lack of some substance, does that mean nature abhors my lack of a soul? Does that make sense? 2003-07-15 - 11:21 p.m.
My mom will be here to visit tomorrow. So by this time next week, my sister will be gone.
The word is cruddy. But I don't want to think about cruddiness right now. I want to savor the post-piccolo-practicing euphoria for just a while. Oh yes. I played a little from "The Magic Flute" (it should be called "The Magic Piccolo, really- it's just more fun to play) and I played "Homeslice the Dancing Mango" by yours truly.
I don't want to be here right now. Who's up for a one-way road trip to Mexico?