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Sunday, March 07, 2004

Tired. So tired. So much walking today and yesterday. So much... stuff.

And now I want to go to the gym. But I am so tired. The flesh is weak.

I finished The Professor and the Madman recently, so that's done. A somewhat dry book, but full of word-nerd fun! Now, I've started Rapunzel's Daughters, all about the history of women and their hair, which means that after being very man-heavy for so long, my reading list finally has some serious estrogen contention.

I don't think I'll read tonight, though. I think I'll go to the gym, get dinner, and watch Alias and a movie before collapsing into bed.

Yes. That sounds nice. I just need to get... up...

Come on now...

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