2004-09-24 - 2:21 a.m.
And where do I stand. Today, tommorow. Jabbering. Jibber-Jabbering. With an old graphic and an old idea, looking for a lack of repetion. It's always fridays and weekends. I don't know. It's goofy. Have I succomb?
I wonder if what I am is where I should be. Am I old enough to consider it. Where am I? Have you conisdered where you place yourself in the plane? I love her.
Visit me. Visit me.
