Friday, August 15, 1997 - Ave, Maria


Just read what I wrote for Michael's diary, 08/15/2000. Ha ha. I'm such a jokester sometimes.

Paid Monaco yesterday and picked up all of my original material. It's funny. As I was sitting on BART, resting my head, it dawned on me that 7 years worth of sweat and mental anguish (for I started writing this puppy back in '90) was condensed into a one-cubic-foot nondescript cardboard box.

Speaking of beginnings, I dug up this entry in an old notebook - always save those old notebooks:

FLAME - Synopsis

Reads like a lost episode of Petticoat Junction in an old TV Guide. Well, maybe not.

I still have to take the DAT over for the syncing tomorrow and the sound logs. I'll probably end up doing it in the morning.

Better go eat something before practice.

-George

Ave, te favet. Dominus tecum. Beatior mulieribus es.

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