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When I left last night, I had intended to go straight home. Being up at three in the morning, and Melynda falling asleep halfway through The Ref once again... but I found myself speeding down 183 with Tool up at a skull splitting volume. The road was almost completely empty, and slightly damp, under a nearly full moon and fast moving cloud wisps. It was calming.

Driving is centering sometimes, when there is no where in the world to go.

We made pancakes this morning. My grandmother worries that I am a heavy drinker, which I assured her is far from the truth. I just have a lot of stories that revolve around bars and drinking. My grandfather is trying to fix all the faucets in the house. He tells such good stories. I worry about them, living so far away.

I think I'm going to the video store, and then to drive in the sunlight. It's sixty degrees and sunny. Hardly December at all. I have no sleeves on today.

the lines grow dim, at this hour

My horoscop for tomorrow is quite possibly the most perfect one I've ever received.

GREETINGS Gemini
Kindred spirits meet again or for the first time. If you've known each other for ages, surely there's some anniversary to celebrate. If this is that first moment of intense magic, you fall out of your usual comfort zone of words and ideas, and deep into the realm of instinct. It's obvious that you're making things happen, yet these events seem to flutter around you like a flock of bright birds. You're a genius who attracts geniuses, and a miracle that causes other miracles. Whatever you say or hear, all these people are speaking your language.

So many, many worlds in that.

In a little more than twenty four hours, I will be in the theater, gripping elbows and watching the previews. We are unbearably excited.