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at my parents’ house

I’m not using firefox, so pardon me if my spelling’s atrocious. Today my mom cut my hair. Then we went out for breakfast at El Pueblito. Also, I found a $20 bill on the ground. We bought Chandler strawberries. They’re delicious. In the afternoon, my mom and I went to Avila Barn to look at […]

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happy doesn’t have to have an ending

Yesterday my friend A was in town. I went to lunch at a Mongolian BBQ place with her and her husband and their two daughters. The older daughter wasn’t eating, and the husband was anxious. So A was worried about them, and I was too. But I liked sitting next to A and talking to […]

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reprieve

Last night my friend A was in town because of some doctors appointments. I got to meet her new friend S. They picked me up, and we went to dinner at a Thai place. My yellow curry had a delicious sauce, but the veggies were underdone. I liked meeting S because she is very nice. […]

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toil

Today starts a two day job scoring CSET. Something new is that Erik’s friend T is scoring for the first time. I’m wondering about sitting with him at lunch and how it will be to have him around.

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happy Easter

Last night I went out to dinner with my friend H. We went to The Old Spaghetti Factory, which I had never been to before. I liked the pesto dressing, but my salad’s lettuce was limp and seemed unfresh. My pasta dish was pretty good but monotonous. (I brought about a third of it home […]

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cranky

Last night the Sri Chaitanya puja was good. Not that many people came. I was agitated by something: there was a chant for Sri Chaitanya that Swami had the core men devotees read out loud all together, and it bothered me that no women were allowed. Any time the men are afforded a privilege, I […]

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happy anniversary

This morning we went for a walk through Santa Anita park and the residential area behind it. On someone’s front lawn we saw two turkeys. “Whoa,” I said. “What?” Erik asked. Then he saw them. There are no wild turkeys around here, so they must have been pets. They looked very calm and content. Then […]

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media

Last night I watched part of a movie with Erik. It’s called The Taste of Tea. I liked the little girl. Today we got a book in the mail, written by our friend Matt Schwartz. It’s called Blessings for the Hands.

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eccentric

We went to McKinley park today, for a walk. I couldn’t stand to walk around here or around Howe Park again. McKinley park has a duck pond. And a library. We went in so Erik could look at their CDs and DVDs. We got a CD of Indian and Pakistani music–it’s good. Lately I’ve been […]

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done

Well, I finished the book. “How do you feel?” my friend A asked. I said, “Moved. Like crying but not crying.”