It’s raining in West Palm Beach. Has been since we landed just before eleven. The trip to the hotel lasts at least twenty-five minute. Then, there’s nothing open around it, including restaurants.
I sit here in this stinking, yet non-smoking, room eating a honey bun, cookies and drinking a sprite. Not much else. No internet in the rooms so I sat for an hour and a half in the business center just checking and returning emails. I have one hundred, nineteen.
I leave here just after noon tomorrow and get to dallas about midnight or shortly before. Maybe then I can get all this online. Who knows?
If anyone has money, I can email you my address.
By the way, hey shaun. Go to sleep already.
That’s all for now. Going to sleep.
About Me
- one t
- Atlanta, Georgia, United States
- about me, huh? well, i'm just me. through these pages you'll learn a little bit. those closest to me know the most, though. if one was to become close to me, however, they'd soon learn that i am very benevolent and compassionate. i honestly enjoy seeing people laugh. it truly is the best medicine. i aggravate the hell out of my friends. if there's something that gets on their nerves, i'm going to do it. just because, that's why. not all the time. just some. i'm athletic although i don't take the time to do too much. excuses are much easier. should i do something, it'd be tennis... baseball if i knew 18 people who'd play. or frisbee. i have some fish. want a dog. not really a pet person, though. that doesn't make sense, does it? i knew you'd say that.
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