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lancaster is boring.  no car, no fun, pajamas all day.

i haven’t seen, like, anyone for, like, ever.

i think a&e finally got the memo and decided to run four consecutive episodes of intervention on monday nights.  gone are my camp-outs on the couch huddled under blankets, enduring the two hour buffer: one episode of american justice and two of manhunters: fugitive task force.

hardwood floor is mucho colder than carpet.

my responsibilities today include, and are probably limited to:

1) unlock door

2) chop vegetables

3) take shower

4) fold clothes

5) turn on stove

i have mixed feelings about this side of paradise by fitzgerald.  i should go to the library.

silk city on thursday?