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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Mon, Mar 21
... And I'll turn right back around

Welcome to the day with nothing to do. I slept in late, read a book, cleaned all the makeup brushes from the church's makeup supply, drove Becka to the hospital for some tests, and am now at the library. Fantastique, n'est-ce pas?

I really am excited to finish putting away my Anne stuff, and then spend the afternoon vegging in front of the TV with a book, a journal, the cats, the white noise of late-afternoon syndicated reruns, and potentially some tea.

It's great to have a day like this every once in a while. It's been a long time, and I'm sure another one won't come for another very long time, but for now, this is terrific.

P.S. If you want to read something with more substance (or if you're curious to hear my thoughts on Anne closing, read the last entry.
infinite || abyss

posted at 4:22 p.m.