Thursday, February 22, 2007

... But Where Are The Strings?

aah! oh my god, it's been like four days since i had internet access! and dial-up feels like methadone, slowly easing my cravings but never quite bringing the pay-off. i'm writing in a dingy hotel in warners bay, well, actually a quite newish hotel. just had a lovely seafood dish on the company tab, and i'm gonna mellow out for a bit. only worked for two hours today, but drove a heck of along way around the traps to do that work. stopped off at the golden guitar today, for like a minute, to get at least some evidence of my epic journey.

so far, since we got the place, i've spent more nights away from it than i have in it. but still, it'll be good to have somewhere to get back to. hotels get old. at least when i don't have backpackers to drink with. posted by Keegan at 7:27 pm

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