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20 December 2000


6:34 PM:

And how was your day?

Boy, it's times like these when I really appreciate those light-hearted episodes of Buffy - you know, a chance to just let go and enjoy something completely unrelated to anything in my life. Yes sir, it's a nice change of pace.

Is it possible to OD on snark?


6:52 PM: Ooh! My book club pseudo-free books arrived yesterday. Just in time for the holidays. Lots of Black Company books by Glen Cook, the Dying Earth omnibus thingie by Jack Vance, those Pullman books (Pullman? I think), and one by the woman who wrote A Door Into Ocean whose name I can't spell and which I am too lazy to look up right now.

So I'm set for the next two, three days. Easy.





Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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