my week

the rain sounds lovely on the leaves and the roof. It is late and I ought to be in bed.
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excerpt from email sent this week: "work, meh. its fantastic and challenging and boring and stressful and exciting. i'll tell you all about it during the week (and you can try not to alternate between wetting your pants and falling asleep. as i do.)"
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things I bought on the weekend
An embroidered budgie picture. Wooden horse head bookends. (My housemates think both of these are exceptionally ugly. I do not. but then, I am 'unique'. I love them.) A goldfish named Roberto. (Also some mulch that smells like raw sugar and a spaghetti canister.)
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Wisdom pains (or lack of wisdom causing pains..) I think my wisdom is growing unevenly, I'm wiser in some parts and not in others, and I’m experiencing growing pains while it all catches up. I hope it catches up. I know what is stupid, and then sometimes do it anyway. Aaargh.
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New Year’s Resolution # 12: do not accept less than amazing. I suspect I deserve something more than this.