
You can't go home again
-Robert Frost
I don't mean to be a pothole on your road less travelled, but you can. I mean, just look at me. Here I am, for fuck's sake!
The Seester picked me up at JFK some 18 hours after I left my flat in Madrid. The highlight was fish and chips and a cold fresh Bass ale in London. Also, the movie Street Kings is the best cop movie i've seen since LA Confidential.
Once we finally found our way out of JFK, we got back to the Seester's house and had some exquisite cheeseburgers with Janet and the animals. My body says it's 16:00 (and my laptop) but the alarm clock says 10: 00 am. And even though i slept 8 hours i am sleepy. Good night everybody! Here's to sweet slumbers in New Jersey.
See Bobby, you can go home. So shove that up your birch tree!
Oh, oh I've, I've been in one place too long.
Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again?
-Rush

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