Living From the Inside Out

must throw a bone to the agony that shrieks within.

i'm thoroughly enjoying terry bradshaw on jay leno's show. i wish i could laugh at myself the way he can at himself. i met joe montana, once, at a bookstore. not met, really, i was the cashier and he handed me his books with a small smile. he was with his daughter.

i sense he's a really nice guy, and he moved so beautifully; like a cat. such efficiency of movement.

i'm really excited about the olympics. too bad i can't see the opening ceremony because i have An Die Musik instead. oh well. i do enjoy that class. it reminds me of my love of literature, which vanished for i don't know how many years.

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