Wednesday, April 14, 2004

One way ticket

I went out yesterday to hear one of my favourite city bands play. They played crap and stuff I have heard millions of times but they played the crap well, however I digress. When I returned home I saw that I had 26 missed calls. This is the story of my life. Never at the right place at the right time.

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