2002-11-10 & 3:16 a.m. : i tried, i promised i tried never to think about it again.

what he told me is right:

whiskey does make your lips tingle.

i can imagine his coffee ringed desk, and the glass he always used for his whiskey drink.

he lived in a small room and had a hard time breathing when he walked out of his car.

i liked him because he had a soft voice and was the man you passed a hundred times on the street, you would never think to notice him.

i just realized the IA REF 5c sticker that is on my bottle of maker's mark is in the shape of the state of iowa.

the tea cup i am using has palaces and flying birds on it, elegant trees and a boat crossing a river.

i need more ice.