17 May 2007

I left the coffee pot on last night for 12 hours.

There was no postal mail in the box.

The sun is bright. Its warm. I'm exhausted.

A patient I took care of last night, asked if I slept all day. Valid question, wrong time to ask. Politely informed her that I go home, take a shower, and go to my second job: Sucking dick for a quarter on navy pier. Actually I told her I knit sweaters for small furry animals or something like that.

Allan, after a 30 hour trip, has arrived in his next destination: somewhere near the Chech republic, in a town I won't be able to spell to save my life, and won't attempt to.

He took the "long way" instead of jumping on a plane, which I applaud. The adventure begins with a single step, it is the journey that is important, its the process...

While in a train station, in Northern Italy, he incountered a Crazy Drunk Begger who sang to Allan while laying on his suitcase. Don't worry, my boyfriend got it on video tape.. cause that shit you can't make up, and is priceless to have on video.

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