Friday, April 09, 2004
Finally something on this damned computer is working. I have wasted more time today closing pop-ups than I have working.
I have suddenly become undecided about contacting you. All this planning, and now i am getting cold feet.
I need to get over it. Soon.
Maybe you will be on the cruise, and it will all sort itself out there.
A gal can hope, can't she?
I have suddenly become undecided about contacting you. All this planning, and now i am getting cold feet.
I need to get over it. Soon.
Maybe you will be on the cruise, and it will all sort itself out there.
A gal can hope, can't she?
