Got up at 9:49.
Dreamed of walking through Halifax streets; providing an audible laugh in a TV skit's recorded laughter.
Father and I agreed on a job application letter to the National Post.
Dinner was chicken curry.
Went to the library and borrowed Freddy Goes to the North Pole.
Finished reading the Arab history.
Went down to the Pauper's near Bloor and Bathurst, because I'd heard that some of the Central Tech night school students were meeting there. I didn't see any, but it did get me out of the house.
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