Archive for December 4, 2005
This morning, after several phone calls that didn't pan out, I wrote a semi-frantic email (intending to send it to...
I've abandoned my original plan to spend this weekend doing a triage pass on Peter's books to get rid of a bunch of them before shipping them to my place; instead, I'm boxing them all up to mail, and I'll sort them at my leisure at home.
I admit it: I occasionally listen to Delilah. When I'm driving somewhere at night, alone in my car, it can...