Day: January 9, 2008

I’m supposed to be washing my clothes and packing some money, so why did I just find a soggy fifty in the washer? My brain is acting like the 1930s wiring in my house, going dim whenever I try to use it. As I dashed around the house I heard myself chant, “This is fun. This is fun. This is fun…” — trying to convince myself. All day I’ve gotten work calls about things I […]

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