Dreamed of the fifth Harry Potter book.
At McClelland & Stewart, I proofread Murder at the Winter Games in the morning. In the afternoon, I proofread Trevor Cole's comic novel Norman Bray, In The Performance of His Life, about a washed-up actor whose life seems to be crashing down.
The temperature was warmer today. I like it when there's snow on the ground but it's above freezing.
Dinner was KFC.
Phoned Genny and Jim to see if they'd come over this weekend. (We didn't manage to get together in August.) I had to leave a message. [I knew them from my dance lessons.]
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