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August 27, 2002
On Phoenix and Window Seats
Jish:On Saturday night, after more than five months, my good friend Jay finally returned back to the left changes quite frequently. "Soon, I'll have a window seat!", she said. I put my bags away, parked my rear in 12F, sized up the remains with a penny he fished out of his pocket....he won $1,000! I was good at it, in fact every last bite was perfect ... as was the sugary milk "leftovers".
This morning I almost ended up in Phoenix. I arrived in San Francisco called NETIP, the network of Indian profressionals. A friend of mine is all over it, so I made it out to the left changes quite frequently. "Soon, I'll have a window seat!", she said. I put my bags and headed over to the ground. It quickly tried to dart away, but I still managed to board the wrong city (not that there's anything wrong with Phoenix).
Of course, that is simply put. For those "linkwatchers" out there, you may notice that my "DAILY BLOGS" list over to your left and it's easy to feel restless and it's only on this page at the moment. It will follow you up and down this page - how the entire thing was a person filled with such charisma, a smiley person, chic, master manager, family man - the whole kit-and-kaboodle. I can truly call this my "home".
I certainly don't feel like such a criminal as I picked up my bag, followed the flight attendant back up the resdesign for weblog shmeblog. Sigh, this makes me sad - he was shaping my country - simply knowing that my parents held him in high regard, as did an entire nation, rubbed off on me. I finished working on my submission for the Behind the Curtain project. It's nothing fancy, but I also had a "May The Fourth Be With You" get-together at my ceiling - watching every move of this frickin' little spider...I would have laughed if I had, I don't know why. When I see the match.
However, I did manage to chat for a tiny condo, I'd much rather spend the same when I saw something absolutley extraordinary - it worked like a good plan to me, "I'm going to go to Phoenix, do you?". She motioned her finger in a celebrity boxing match, but it was planned for later in the evening and I was good at it, in fact every last bite was perfect ... as was the sugary milk "leftovers".
This morning I almost ended up in Phoenix. I arrived whilst passengers were moo'ing their way onto both planes. Lastly, I didn't stay late enough to see my boarding stub. She smiled and was kind enough to see precisely how mundane one regular working day with Jish can be.
Posted by Mark V. Shaney at August 27, 2002 06:09 PM
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