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Cloudy today, for the most part, so a little break from the sun. Currently, it's only 78˚F, with the heat index at 80˚F.

Eddie Money is dead. I probably haven't listened to an Eddie Money song since the 1980s, but he was part of the cultural soundscape of my youth (let's say 1977-1986), which is melting away as quickly as the icecaps.

What do you say about a day that you have to spend fifteen minutes trying to think of anything at all worthwhile to say about? I'm having far too many of those.

Have a look at Spooky's Etsy shop. The goblins in her workshop are busy making Halloween thingamabobs.


4:23 p.m. (yesterday)


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Sep. 15th, 2019 06:54 pm (UTC)
I've been out of touch with a lot of things that used to be habit for me, but trying to think of something worthwhile to say will always be a close acquaintance.

(In any case, there's a sort of saying about a circle being unbroken. If it makes any sense, a broken circle where I "live" now has been mended. Although I'd understand if that didn't matter anymore.)

Edited at 2019-09-15 06:54 pm (UTC)
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