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[threeplusfire]

Fog. So thick you can't see off the road, and I have the terrible feeling I'm about to smash into something or run off the world. I let someone else drive point, in case that actually happens. Thank God I didn't have to get on the overpass on the way home. I could barely see it when I drove beneath.

Long day. Classes. Gene and I discussed various misanthropic topics, smoking in front of Jester. Drank cherry soda for breakfast. Another day of oranges. Fortunately work was quiet.

The only unpleasantness came before work and it has been dealt with. Don't really feel like talking about it now.

Right now I will eat cookies and watch videos with Melynda. We just came home from Metro and the Draught House. Coffee and beer drinking. Smoking too many cigarettes. I think I might have a cold, my throat aches.

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[quietexpression.livejournal.com]

Yes, foggy here too. Sort of a stickiness to the air, too. Yuck.

mmm... oranges. Sounds delightful.