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I rolled out of bed an hour ago after a brief and fitful doze, and found myself so hungry that I made eggs, toast and oatmeal. My parents are at the coast for their anniversary and the near-solitude (sisterly antics notwithstanding) is welcome here.
posted on Friday, December 30, 2005
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This morning I dreamed that I was on the observation deck of a miles-tall skyscraper built wholly, it seemed, of blued steel, and as I gazed into the gray clouds, a massive tornado materialized in several seconds' passing and I stared and turned and ran and fell prone, trying to slip beneath the sudden rushing wind, and clung to the floor's cold grillwork, watching over my shoulder as those still standing were plucked off their feet, and woke.
Christmas was actually pretty cool -- cell phone, printer, refrigerator, an ant farm filled with luminescent space gelatin, some Sudoku stuff, wasabi peanuts, too much dark chocolate, and a wonderful array of gift cards. I gave Stephanie a pocket-knife of the kind that would get her arrested at school and she seems to like it.
I went to see The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe with Diana last night, and then we talked about sex for a few hours in our usual fashion, which is fairly odd, considering the facts.
posted on Thursday, December 29, 2005
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Nowadays the Tooth Fairy leaves me hydrocodone instead of quarters, which I guess is just another part of growing up, as is Christmas' inexorable descent into the realms of the loathsome.
posted on Saturday, December 24, 2005
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I just received the last of my fall grades, and most of them are better than I expected. Also, I'm scheduled to get four wisdom-teeth pulled four hours from now.
posted on Thursday, December 22, 2005
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Fun evening, even if overwhelmingly surreal and unsettling. I'd expected it to end with the Saturnalia, an event that only grows more bizarre as it and I mature together, but tonight was Star Wars night at Erica's.
posted on Wednesday, December 21, 2005
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Astronomy and Anthropology went well enough but it wasn't until the Latin exam left my hand that euphoria struck. I'm back in Apex now, and it's the first time since August that I'm not procrastinating on anything whatsoever.
posted on Sunday, December 18, 2005
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Came back from the wretchedly vague Geology exam to find an email from Mr. Stapleton, written entirely in Latin, and decided I'd have a good day after all. And then I took a three-hour nap.
posted on Monday, December 12, 2005
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Sleep is the dream that I'm too tired to have.
posted on Sunday, December 11, 2005
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Walking home at nine A.M., I was tired and hungry from a sleepless night, cold with the profound morning chill, and utterly exuberant. I'm now warm and fed, my state of blissful shock having only slightly faded, and my eyelids are failing as I type this.
posted on Saturday, December 10, 2005
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Sushi and coffee morphed into seven unnaturally brief hours of conversation.
And I do recall, now, finding my thoughts on today not well suited to textual expression, that yesterday the geology seminar took a relaxingly leisurely trip to Atlantic Beach and back.
posted on Monday, December 05, 2005
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