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Work was busy. I left a little early since I wasn't really getting anything done by the end of the day, and the weather was nice. It was in the upper seventies so I went out to check out the garden. I had to resist the urge to clear out all the dead leaves and detritus from winter, since the weather reports predict cold. I think the plants are going to need a little protection.
When I got home I had to open the windows to warm up the house.
Scout meeting was fine.
After that I signed my tax returns, wrote out checks for bill and walked to the post office to mail them all. Was still warm.
Then I called my friend Bill. We talked for a while, and I told him I'd take Will out for dinner for his birthday on thursday. I missed his party on saturday.
I listened to Atom Heart Mother something like six times in the last two days. Except that I usually skipped "Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast."
Seemed like a good day. Why don't I feel good?
When I got home I had to open the windows to warm up the house.
Scout meeting was fine.
After that I signed my tax returns, wrote out checks for bill and walked to the post office to mail them all. Was still warm.
Then I called my friend Bill. We talked for a while, and I told him I'd take Will out for dinner for his birthday on thursday. I missed his party on saturday.
I listened to Atom Heart Mother something like six times in the last two days. Except that I usually skipped "Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast."
Seemed like a good day. Why don't I feel good?
