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and then our exile

Tuesday, March 09, 2004 at 12:48 a.m.

i have just made some coffee in the red-gold thing. It tastes funny. i think it's because of all the extra stuff i added. Making coffee is like making goo. Add things to grounds and stir.

Right now i have a brain-plateau. The best part of today: having a Child crawling over four people piled onto a single bed. And also making Babaji happy on one front at least. And between 'Asr and Maghrib where Usman and i were outside in the sunshine. i did actually place Mr.Alif today and DCM has given another thing to laugh hard about. The moon is still round.

and then our exile

Tuesday, March 09, 2004 at 12:48 a.m.

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