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To report. I can't fucking TYPE these days. My fingers aren't cooperating - weird. The weekend was pretty boring, really, but I think I'm having a stress reaction. I should be taking herb. Friday I took her to the bar for drinks, ran into Freddie, Eileen and his boyfriend Shaun. Icky people, but Birdie is loyal to old friendships with Freddie and Eileen. Went to see Shrek the Third and were pleasantly surprised. Then watched most of the Battlestar Galactica miniseries till almost midnight. Up and away by 9:00 and worked about eight hours. It rained ALL the way home, then most of the morning/early afternoon Sunday. The gutter fell off the house and the wood is so rotted you can't drive a nail into it. I don't think that's enough of a hint to Birdie that the house is screaming for repair.

No creative feelings AT ALL. We'll see if I wake up/get creative feeling enough to do any typing this afternoon. Kate wants to see stuff, but everything needs a lot of revision.