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Thursday, September 22, 2005

 

Trying to write a preface to the drunken sailor poems. I've started referring to the drunken sailor as "the D.S."

I'm also having trouble with people who, rather than answer the questions put to them, appear to answer questions inside their own heads. For example, "Yes," is not responsive to a question like "Where should I put these boxes?"

My sister waved a flipflop at a house centipede on the ceiling yesterday and it fell off the ceiling onto the floor, at which point we both shrieked and ran away. She didn't even have shoes on. Ahh!

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