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if I was Gandhi

The apartment complex would be one finely-tuned organization with weeky meetings. We would own the washer and drier. We would overthrow the landlord. And I would move away in six months.

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decisions

Good use of puzzles. Complex decisions best left to your unconscious, study finds http://www.world-science.net/othernews/060216_unconscfrm.htm

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focus group

Today I was at an all-day focus group. I guess I’m not supposed to say what it was about. But I got free foods, earned $150, met some nice people, and used “proximal cause” in a sentence. In a nutshell, I was analyzing arguments all day, which is not a bad way to spend a… Read More »

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Tracy

My parents’ dog, the most beautiful three-legged pit bull I’ve ever known.

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what I really think

Erik has anxiety problems to the point where he starts shaking if he has to use the phone. He has almost no social needs. In fact, he could go days without speaking to anyone, no problem. He needs me, he needs his dad, and he likes our friends but seems to have no need to… Read More »

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spring

Erik took a picture of the plum blossoms for me. 

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scones and eggs

I made some scones–the recipe was called Brown Bread Scones. They were definitely good, but not the best. One problem was that the recipe called for unsalted butter. We only had salted butter. So we used that and decided to compensate by not adding the salt into the recipe as called for–big mistake! They were… Read More »

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cleaning house

The plum tree in the middle of the apartment complex courtyard has bloomed. It’s very rainy here, and I like it. We’ve instituted a new policy in response to Erik’s blatant disregard for the need to close cabinets after opening them. Any time I find a cabinet open and close it, he owes me one… Read More »

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walk

I’ve been on my period for three months. Erik said, “That must be draining.” I’m sick of it and know why it’s happening. But I’m going to the doctor if it’s not done in… one more month. You hear that, uterus? We went for a walk before it started to rain in earnest, the route… Read More »

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perfect satisfaction

I got what I wanted. My eggplant moju, cauliflower and cashew, mushroom soya, dal, brown rice, papadam, paan, and carrot salad garnish could not have been better. In Big Basin, we went for a long, slow walk and saw many kinds of mushrooms, including brown, yellow, and red cap with a white stalk. It was… Read More »