Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Fireworks? What Fireworks?

For some reason I was extremely tired by 8 p.m. last night and slept through the fireworks displays. I didn't feel especially deprived because I caught some of Sunday night's display from Jones Beach. (I live nearby and saw the high-flyers from my window while writing a poem about anger for Lunatic Chameleon.) Having skipped the Canada trip, I was glad to put the time to good professional use.

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