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Dinner and a movie is nice. I just wish I could get straight to bed without having all these thoughts crowding in.

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My hair is grubby and I need to do laundry.

I only got six hours of sleep, interrupted when I had a weird nightmare of a tall, red and high-breasted female wax figure and a cobra-head-handle whip she was tortured with in life. I had a feeling that whip was very much alive.

I did my federal and my state taxes. Woo.

I'm not allowed to use Word files during lunch and breaks anymore.

I want to travel far from the cold.

I am close to retyping the chapters of my novel, but I don't want to say anything too soon.

( only three people on my friends list are going to get this )