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Truth, justice, and all that stuff
Jun. 29th, 2006 11:59 pm
High today, here: 22. Dewpoint then: 14. High dewpoint: 16.
High today in TO: 23. Dewpoint then: 14. High dewpoint: 16.
Currently on the balcony: 15.9.
Balcony high and low unavailable due to extended Crito session. I really ought to change the clock on that thing to give me a few extra hours before it thinks it's midnight and resets itself.
Crito paper swelled up to near 5000 words, then viciously pruned back to the APA-mandated 3000 (along with somewhat questionable 1500 words of footnotes). I don't know if it's really that great at 3000; I think its fighting weight may actually be more like 6000, if not 130-page special. But the APA isn't particularly the point anyway, except insofar as it's a tri-annual mechanism for getting me to write something which is hopefully otherwise useful.
And now, or maybe Saturday, as the cuckoo clock whirrs, the Greyhound, again, to meet, with much trepidation, the new dog, which, hopefully, has not eaten the woogie, among other potential adventures, concluding, back here, with margaritas.
High today in TO: 23. Dewpoint then: 14. High dewpoint: 16.
Currently on the balcony: 15.9.
Balcony high and low unavailable due to extended Crito session. I really ought to change the clock on that thing to give me a few extra hours before it thinks it's midnight and resets itself.
Crito paper swelled up to near 5000 words, then viciously pruned back to the APA-mandated 3000 (along with somewhat questionable 1500 words of footnotes). I don't know if it's really that great at 3000; I think its fighting weight may actually be more like 6000, if not 130-page special. But the APA isn't particularly the point anyway, except insofar as it's a tri-annual mechanism for getting me to write something which is hopefully otherwise useful.
And now, or maybe Saturday, as the cuckoo clock whirrs, the Greyhound, again, to meet, with much trepidation, the new dog, which, hopefully, has not eaten the woogie, among other potential adventures, concluding, back here, with margaritas.
