Sunday, March 04, 2001 3/4/2001 10:15:08 PM | linky   I miss his smile. I miss his laugh. I miss his smell. I miss the way he looks at me. His plane lands at midnight, and boy, am I counting those minutes... I discovered I can plug my minirecorder into the computer and make mp3 files out of anything on the tape. This discovery resulted in hours of encoding tape to digital format, which was mostly successful. I burned a lot of it to CD for permanent safekeeping. And the funny thing is, someone actually tried to download one of the files of Thom while I was on Napster last night. I quickly canceled it, as I figure he didn't realize quite what he was getting. Who really picks something that says "Thom solo take 3" over something professional-sounding? I haven't ruled out the slight chance that the downloader might have actually known Thom, but that is very slight in my opinion. I think I'll play the Sims until it's time to go to the airport.	{archives {contact