"Do these [drug] dealers so anything else besides buying clothes, or what?" "Yeah. They buy cars"--Miami Vice
Dreamed of coming home to Sackville, N.B., on a bus; dozing off and only waking up when the bus came to my stop; the book Peyton Place.
The parents came back from Kingston with Moira.
Dinner was fettucine in pesto sauce (which I cooked).
Baked multigrain bread.
For the first time in quite a while, the number of Ebay items I was bidding on (temporarily) dwindled to zero.
I was still awake past 2:00.
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