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had a lovely thanksgiving holiday and did no work for four days. didn't even really try. this is proabably unwise, but i was to busy reading fiction and enjoying my own company. it's been a long time since i was able to just sit with myself and be content. C and I are going to hang out tomorrow night. here's hoping we have a good time--a prayer to the dieties that he's not boring and that i'm not goofy. in our phone conversations he isn't and i'm not, so i hope it will carry over. there is one thing that sort of annoys me about him though. he calls and we chat about me, but by the time he stops asking questions and making conversation about my likes, habits and work, he has to get off the phone. this means i know next to nothing about him. he is very free with info about his family, whom he spends a lot of time with, but gaurded about his personal habits. i don't know whether or not to be suspicious. maybe he's just trying to preserve some sort of mystery. the thing is, i'm not really into mystery.
hmmm...
hmmm...