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Wow, I was actually reasonably productive today. I read the second half of Machiavelli. I wrote a draft of my journalism piece. I went for a bike ride (it started snowing right after I got back. Can you say cold feet?), and didn't feel like crap. I only fell asleep on the couch once, for about twenty minutes. And it's not even 6:30pm yet. What a nice feeling.
Now, if only the crazy gusting winds would cool it a little. I'm slightly concerned that either 1) the house is going to blow away or 2) my window is going to get blown in. Hopefully, neither shall come to pass.
Now, if only the crazy gusting winds would cool it a little. I'm slightly concerned that either 1) the house is going to blow away or 2) my window is going to get blown in. Hopefully, neither shall come to pass.