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The third of February, 2005: I paint my room. Or rather, repaint my room. But that's not right, either -- I apply that second coat of paint that I've been wanting for the past year and a half. A half! -- because, indeed, I do not paint my room. Instead, I paint merely half of it! Or rather, somewhat less than half.
The wallpaper can barely be seen.
The walls are excruciatingly yellow, as they were meant to be.
The bunny still looms.
The wallpaper can barely be seen.
The walls are excruciatingly yellow, as they were meant to be.
The bunny still looms.