Thursday, May 23, 2002

There are some things that just shouldn’t happen. I would never send Liza into a computer store and tell her to just pick something up and make sure its good. Likewise I have no business in Linens and Things. I wasted an hour looking for high quality reasonably priced sheets for Maggie’s new bed. (This is where I will be sleeping until everyone gets here. After all of that deliberation I ended up with a bed-in-a-bag. At least I tried to call home during this ordeal and was greeted by my own voice on the answering machine. The only good thing about being out here alone is that I get to sleep on the sheets right out of the package. None of this washing nonsense; Scratchy or not, here I come. 8:10:52 PM    says you