Sunday, January 15

It was the one-armed man.

Last night I tried my hand at baking gingerbread cookies, and...well...delicious.

Tonight: A show. Looks crazy. Please call me if you want to go.

*2 out of 3 good friends agree--the pepper within a pepper was normal. Word is still not in from cousin Jane, Mom, or George Bush...but that could wait. I trust Pantea and Emily about veggies.

Three new comics. Count 'em. Maybe you like 'em, maybe you don't. (One, Two,

Music: Jaga Jazzist, "Day".
Book: Driving Mr. Albert.

Views from my window are rather nice today.

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