4.15.2004

Mortals 

I'm getting old. Falling prey to my own aphorism that "sleep is for mortals". I passed out on my ridiculously small couch less than an hour after that last post and having had all of three sips of the sake before me.

Somebody the other day said you're only as old as you feel. That means I am as old as Jeff now...



(From his mass valentines email with the message only "i love you." Awwwwwww. Sure let that one get away.)