I'm about to pack it in for the night. I'm watching Californication, just ate some quinoa cereal with soy milk, and stumbled upon an old blog post that warmed my heart. I love the quote, I love the picture, I love the uncle shout-out. I remember this day with clarity, some two and a half years ago. My, how time flies.
Odd what remains in one's memory, isn't it?
I talked to the Mother Hen for three hours today. What a treat. I didn't go into the City, I didn't do much school work, I didn't do much at all. But I got to talk to my mother. Nice Sunday, if I do say so myself.
I hope your weekend was spectacular.
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