November 28th, 2004



It's Sunday. I leave early tomorrow. These visits never quite come off as I hope they will. There are almost always hurt feelings somewhere along the line.

Joey is at his dad's and I am off to help Elaine with moving stuff. Then I'll take the fake ficus to Mary's place. The one that came with Elaine's condo. Which the cats have already knocked over, probably more than once.