Go there

Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Go there

. . . not sure what I'm going to do when I get there. And, yes, that is one ugly hand. Do you see why Horribles don't normally have hands?

Still down and abouts. I woke up extra early today to go through my to-do list about a million times in my brains. As you might imagine it didn't change very much after the second thousand time. I love waking up with stress.

My Kindle broke again last night. The screen slipped down and now the top of the screen starts about halfway down. I haven't checked if it's still covered by warranty. It almost makes me want to return to the crinkly feel of real books. That I want to reread DFW's Infinite Jest quashed that thought. My back can't take the weight of that tome again.

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