10.16.2003

dear trot nixon - thank you. xoxox, vickie.

last night i threw fear of jinxing aside and thoroughly enjoyed the bit of the red sox game i was home to see. i told my father that if they came back and beat the yankees in that game, they'd wind up taking the series.

should they wind up in the world series, i intend to spend one of the games in boston on yawkey way. who's with me?

i'm sick. well, kind of. my throat is absolutely raw. i'm learning to make my words count today ... not good for a rambler.

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