4:37 PM Tuesday, <May 25>, <2004>
I'm getting tired of wearing my glasses, but I need to get some contact solution before I can get back to my contacts. Got some much needed sleep last night. What else? Nope, nothing else. Really. Maybe there's something missing on the edge of my mind that I'm not remembering. Or maybe this is just a peek into the near future, of not having anything on the schedule. I am headed out to Woodstock to be a Godfather. That's on Saturday. Three day weekend, with no other plans. Maybe some movies.