We Wrote On

September 2010
S M T W T F S
« Aug    
 1234
567891011
12131415161718
19202122232425
2627282930  

Archive

The Chase

The hairs in my nostrils are frozen and hard.  Once again I’m on my way to the diabolo groundsW.  It’s a Friday, so I don’t have to work in the afternoon.  When I took my job with the travel service that I work with I asked my boss if I could have Friday afternoons off in [...]