AUTHOR: Robert TITLE: I'm a-Leeeeeavin' Ooooon a Jet Plane, don't know when I'll be back again.. DATE: 9/07/2003 10:11:00 PM ----- BODY: My bags are packed I'm ready to go I'm standin' here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye But the dawn is breakin' its early morn The Taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn Already I'm so lonesome I could die So kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go 'Cause I'm leaving on a Jet Plane I don't know when I'll be back again Oh, Babe, I hate to go There's so many times I've let you down So many times I've played around I'll tell you now, they don't mean a thing Every place I go, I think of you Every song I sing, I sing for you When I come back, I'll wear your wedding ring So kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go 'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane I don't know when I'll be back again Oh Babe, I hate to go Now the time has come to leave you One more time, oh let me kiss you Now close your eyes and I'll be on my way Dream about the days to come When I won't have to leave alone About the times that I won't have to say Oh kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go Cause I'm leaving on a Jet Plane I don't know when I'll be back again Oh babe I hate to go but I'm leaving on a jet plane leaving on a jet plane leaving on a jet plane leaving on a jet plane on a jet plane on a jet plane I've always loved that song. When Kerie died, it used to make me just cry and cry and cry. I'd picture her, the morning she died, standing outside my bedroom door in spirit form, singing that song to me through the door and me, asleep, not knowing she had gone really, but somehow knowing while I was sleeping, and it was ok while I was sleeping, because the very inside part of me knew that I was going to be ok, and that she already was ok and it was all just ok, but that I'd miss her pretty badly but that I needed to do this and she needed to do that and everything. Then I woke up and I was just sad. a lot. Anyway. Enough of that. I *am* leaving on a Jet Plane tomorrow morning (my birthday!) to go to LA for a tradeshow and to spend some fun time with friends there for my birthday (did I mention its my birthday?) Oh, and then the day after my birthday, I'll be 35+1 day, we're going to just hang out, but then two days after my birthday (35+2) we're prolly going to this spa to get a sugar scrub. Just cuz that sounds yummy. Hmmmm... I wonder if Diabetics have to have a Sweet-N-Low scrub. Somehow that seems less exfoliating. And it would make you all bitter so that someone licking your huh-uh's would go X( instead of :P which is what you WANT someone to do when they're licking your huh-uh's. Blah Blah Blah. Maybe more later. -Rob ----- --------