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An ongoing log mainly concerned with the bowel movements of small mammals - or so it seems.
Monday, September 30, 2002
Some daily activities. Get up, shower (this is a major event since most of the bathrooms here in the past should have been blown up). Drink some of the world's worst coffee which my mom seems to be able to make even more horrible everyday. Watch fishing boats from front window. Wander or drive country roads aimlessly. Sit in kitchens. Meet people who's names have been quoted for years to me but haven't got a clue about.
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