Guided by psychos - see what I mean?

The adventures of a mostly-blind Irish guy in NY, and the well-meaning but obvious nutcases I contantly meet thereof

Monday, January 17, 2005

A busy week

H's grandmother died, and I had to go back to Maine again.. I couldn't sleep on the bus, and was exhausted the whole day. After the service, I actually crapped out on a chair during the after memorial service, after memorial service party party.

Yes.. I played the role of the old man sleeping on the comfy chair during the party... all I needed was a small plaidish hat and a stogie.

School starts tomorrow, me psyched. I can sleep in as I don't have to be there till 3:15!


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