September 17, 2002

Perspective

I slept like crap last night. I kept rolling over onto my damn cat. I must have had to pee about 4 times. I have pulled something wicked fierce in my neck. I was less than enthused about coming into the office this morning.
Then my sweet Israeli boy called from the airport in NY. He can't make it to SF before he goes home, but he's going to try to come out on his first break from school in December/January. Isn't it a beautiful day?

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