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30 January 1999
after playwriting this morning i've spent most of the day working on web stuff. boring html mostly, but it feels good to be doing something, i was starting to feel a little disconnected earlier. a few minutes ago i was taking a short break for some instant soup, sitting in the sunlight streaming through the window, and my hip started vibrating. it was er!n, who i had actually just been thinking about. todayisbeautiful,don'tfogettonotice she says. so i stepped outside. pure blue sky.