Dreamed of quarrelling with Moira; walking on a sandy promontory at the Guantanamo leasehold in Cuba; getting the idea of writing a novel with character names that all rhymed with something (like someone called Mr. Fife, which rhymes with life).
My new heater works a lot better than the old one.
I'm now watching the second season of Weeds on DVD. A really brilliant satire.
I've joined the Pandorasbox Alliance in the game Kingdoms of Camelot.
Baked whole wheat bread. (I'd mixed the dough just a couple of days after baking the previous loaf because I thought relatives would be coming, but they didn't.)
Dinner was pork steak.
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