18 March 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

I woke up this morning with a consistent burning pain in my stomach, right below my sternum.

Went to dinner with Bob and his mom and dad at La Casa Rosa.  Had the penne special, that didn't help my stomach.   Kept drinking ginger ale at work.  On the way back from the Fed Ex, I got a little lost in SoHo and I was flummoxed when I accidentally walked across the street from Camaje, the little wine bar where I visited New York City two years ago.  I can't believe the things that have happened since then.