I'm sitting here waiting for him to come in. I have been thinking about this for the last 16 hours. Where is he? Why is he at home? I thought I would get in around 9. But he isn't in yet and he still expects me to go off to LA tomorrow with him. But tomorrow I.... tomorrow I will be in New York.
Where is he? All this last minute stress. So many hurdles now accomplished and just this last one. But it's important you see. I'm gripping the keyboard and tapping here and there. I am not working. I don't have any work I need doing. Not today. I'm sitting here waiting for him to come in. He's still on AIM so he's still at home. At home. Why's he at home? Maybe I can swing by with an excuse. Maybe he'll come in soon. It's all a rush. Where is he?
Posted by Guy Brighton on October 5, 2004 at 01:13 PM
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