Dreamed of a Sopranos episode with Six Feet Under-style surrealism, involving ghosts of dead characters, featuring a non-existent brain-dead young man soaring; the Nat King Cole song "When I Fall in Love"; meeting someone on the street reading a Tintin adventure comic; reflecting that I'd met Italian-Canadian women who were like Carmela Soprano.
Went shopping.
Went to the Hawkins Institute and met Debbie, who said they're going to close my case. (She mentioned that I might face heavy odds in my search for a library page position, but we'll see.) On the way back, I submitted an application at the Barbara Frum library. I would have done it at the Pape branch too, but it's closed for renovation.
Dinner was halibut.
Went to the Cinematheque to see a lecturer introduce the movie An Inn in Osaka. But it was too sad for me.
I went home early and saw the DVD of the last episodes of Six Feet Under, with Nate's death and funeral. They were impressive.
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