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The summary.
I woke today around 9AM, made my coffee and toasted some bread. THe bread was pretty typical, wheat made by Roman Meal. It goes well with a little jelly. I prefer Rasberry Jam actually. Not jelly.
My cat is insane and so is my sock laying on the floor. It is staring at me. You ever have a sock stare at you? It is very discomforting. I put it in the laundry basket and the wife took it away. Later I heard it screaming from the dryer as I finished off cigarrete in the sun. My back porch is unique, a pretty typical view for a guy living a pretty typical life. The horrors outside the house, the bombs dropping in different parts of the world.
The screaming sun scorched my face and I laughed it off and went back inside. The machines, they are part of my mind, I know what they are thinking all the time and today really was no different than any other day...
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