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Sat Aug 13 08:38:07 EDT 2016
Slept from around midnight to seven. May take a nap later.
High of eighty-six. 50% chance of thunderstorms. It's been too cloudy to see the Perseid meteors.
I recalled this amusing Isla thing from last week. They got a mailer from a local realtor, Kim Nagy, with a big photo portrait of her. IIsla regarded this photo with hypnotic awe. My sister decided to make Kim Nagy into a bogeyman. KATE: "Isla, what will happen if you don't eat your dinner? What will Kim Nagy do?" ISLA [pseudo-panicked]: "Kimnagy will take away all my toys!" Ha!
Vacuumed, watered plants, tidied up a bit.
Thirty-five minute walk.
Goals:
- D&D something
Done.
- Draw
No.
- Grocery
Done.
- Laundry
Done.
Breakfast: macaroni and cheese, carrots, coffee with half-and-half
Lunch: chicken pot pie
Dinner: toquitos
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