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I need to get to the house, and get my stuff ready for a wet weekend. Laundry, maybe a book, taxes, paying bills, the usual. I wish it would be clear on Sunday. I need to have some space that day, and I fear that I will wind up being stuck in the house all day long. If it rains, maybe I will just go window shopping at Serramonte center. It will not be an attractive proposition to anyone else, and then I can have some time alone with my thoughts.
As though I don't have enough time alone with my thoughts here, right?

Okay Darwin, fess up... you are spending his birthday feeling miserable too, right?
I figured.
Maybe I will write some more over the weekend.
If not, see you Monday.