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Aspiring Novelist (cattleprod) wrote,
@ 2004-09-09 02:22:00
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    Current mood:headachey

    Yeah, you're right...in PRISON!
    I was supposed to drive to Boca this weekend, but that's not happening. Wanted to see NanoGirl...plus we have a writers meeting scheduled, but there's just too much devastation in the county right now. As far as I know, there's still 1 out of us 4 in the group without power. Think I'll just wait till next weekend for my birthday. By then, they should have lots of things restored (I hope).

    *sigh*

    Now for Ivan. Shall we go for the hat trick? The most current storm track places Ivan on Florida's west coast...just like Charley. So even if Palm Beach county wasn't trashed, I wouldn't go to Boca this weekend. If a hurricane is hitting yet again, it's best that I'm home. Don't think Mom's nerves could take being alone. Looks like Sunday or Monday it'll be in the vicinity. I'm praying it steers WAAAAAAAY wide of land.

    Had a headache most of today...it's mostly gone, but still lingering. Rather annoying, these things. Pretty much stayed in bed off and on most of the day.

    I find that I seem to have a sudden love for poker. Guess it started with all the poker shows on TV, but I've played a few times before that craze began. When I lived in Dallas, a few friends would get together once in a while and play...penny ante stuff. Now I'm getting really hooked. I used to think that watching poker was akin to watching golf...boooooooring. Now - well, golf is still boring (some things don't change) - poker not so much.

    Speaking of Dallas, I booked my flight today. I'll be there for 10 days next month for my best bud's wedding. I'm the best man. I need to get measurements taken for my tuxedo, so the next time I'm in Boca I'll go to a tux shop and have them run their hands all over me. Hey, that's the way they measure pants!

    OK, off to bed I go.



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