2001.08.28
I rehearsed once again in my mind exactly how I would go about making love, changing some details, tossing in a few improvements, and I practiced making ecstatic cries. I'd never made love before and had never cried out in an ecstatic way (except one Christmas when I got a Lionel train, but "Oh, boy, thanks, Mom and Dad" was wrong for sex) and I wanted to do it right.
Quandry of the Moment
Kirk find out for us in a daily entry why it is that lazy, good for nothing people keep their jobs and those of us that work our tails off get no recognition.I don't know if I know Ann C. or not. I also don't know if I might not be one of the good for nothings, so maybe I'm the wrong person to ask.
Quickness Test of the Moment
Test how fast your 'net connection really is. I've always wondered about this, actually, it's kind of reassuring to see.