Yesterday, Cindy and I went to the flea market that's next to the BART station. I bought a purse (blue, with two fish on it). Cindy was supposed to be looking at dishwear, but didn't. ;) It was interesting & felt a bit like ... home. Like a nightmarket, but different.

Not as permanent


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What about you?


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I clicked on my last.fm homepage accidentally, and here's what popped up for 'what your friends are listening to' (that's my feed of music in the drop down menu to the right):


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Home & I'm glad to be here, and people are glad to have me here - it's a nice feeling.

I think Torres is glad to have me home, too, but distinctly more blasé about it:


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... I think my dog is happy to have me home (she NEVER sleeps on her back & we weren't quite quick enough to catch her totally passed flat out, head back and everything). She's been snoozing next to me since she got over the initial "ZOMG YOU ARE HOME!" phase.


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