"Jonathon Seagull spent the rest of his days alone, but he flew way out beyond the Far Cliffs. His one sorrow was not solitude, it was that other gulls refused to believe the glory of flight that awaited them; they refused to open their eyes and see. He learned more each day... What he had once hoped for the Flock, he now gained for himself alone; he learned to fly, and was not sorry for the price that he had paid." (Richard Bach)
Monday, April 14, 2008
AAAHHH! Too much sports!
I had a really great post to do and now I have no idea where it went. This could be because I am being tortured by Bill. Report him now! He's forcing me to listen to baseball on the computer. At the same time he's got the Sun's game on the TV, on mute. How much sports is too much? Just because I went to a game with him on Saturday doesn't mean that I have given in and want it in my life on an ongoing basis. I certainly don't need basketball AND baseball at the same time! I need peace! I need quiet! I don't care that it is Randy Johnson's first game back pitching. Here he comes...I have to go!
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