Thursday, April 21, 2005

Home again home again, jiggidy jig.

I fell asleep in those airport lounge chairs in Heathrow. When I closed my eyes, i was alone. When I opened 'em I was surrounded by italian men wearing all black and leather jackets. they were staring. i was afraid.
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Anonymous said...

Hi Izzy, Kinda reminds me of the good ol' daze riding the Division St. bus on the way home from nurses training. While you were going thru the Puerto Rican neighboorhood-- there was no snoozing. Or coming home on the bus with your baby sis telling you at 20 decibel level "Vicki, in the sun-- You have a mustache!!!"

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