15 September 2004
Dessert with Dad.
Meeting Dena and lending her stuff so she can eat until her stupid moving people show up with her stuff.
Writing some more.
Did you see the pictures yesterday?
For some reason, I didn't start a journal entry this morning, and I'm feeling a bit...terse.
L'shanah tovah to those of you who are observing Rosh Hashanah. And a happy Wednesday to the rest.
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