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Hammond, LA


Have you ever been so bored that you find yourself contemplating the back of your eyelids? I have and it was about five minutes ago so I decided I should attempt to write something. I've been laid over in this thriving metropolis since last night and I'm about ready to pull my hair out. I'm taking this load to New Jersey that doesn't have to be there until tuesday. With the extra time, I thought I'd take a day off and let this nasty snowstorm blow through the northeast.

Actually, I could think of many worse places to be for a day. It's pleasant and sunny out and I have net access. I just get bored with the internet after too long.

I hope anybody reading this doesn't think my dull because I have the occasional dull post. I just feel its therapeutic to write every day, even if I don't have much to say.

I love The West Wing.

Any Questions? Any Comments? Be Quiet as You Go.