January 14, 2001
Scene: Newtown, home of dodgy pubs and many restaraunts; earlier this month Adam: I am hungry. Me: So am I. Rick: Let’s find somewhere to eat. Adam: Okay. (we walk for five minutes) Rick: Oh, Indian. That looks nice. Me: Indian sounds great. Adam: Didn’t I tell you about my rule? Me: What? Adam: I [...]
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January 14, 2001
All this unemployment is thirsty work. It’s actually motivating me, strangely, to wake up early. To get out and walk around, to exercise. To buy the newspaper. To pay attention to what’s going on around me. Help. I’m turning into a well-balanced human being. One of my more recent events of anti-slothery involved a grandoise [...]
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