Tonight, when I got off of work, there were fireworks exploding above the Durham ballpark. We could see them from the porch as we locked up the store.

This completely murdered the aquisitionary-but-broke mood that I had been in, and stifled a long, pointless, whining rant about the evil of utility companies.

I feel much better.

And yes, Leigh darling. John Bellairs. Sublime.

I should read the Torah now, but I do have to go to work in the morning.

No matter. I still feel pretty good.

<<agé chose>>

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