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I have so many things to do before Tuesday, but I can't even bring myself to write them down, let alone actually do any of them. I'm excited and not as nervous as I could be, but I still can't shake off this lethargy.

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The Lady wanted to make a flowerless chocolate torte, and I was able to find the recipe she uses for it. Turned out amazing, better than usual. Made all the Gossip Girl drama much more bearable to watch.

 Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch! Moloch the loveless! Mental Moloch! Moloch the heavy judger of men!

I've been obsessed with this one photographer lately, and decided to reread the story that got me into him in the first place. It also happens to be the story that once had me listening to Howl on repeat for a week. It's not even a very good story? But I love what it's left me with.

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Austen got an extreme makeover! He looks hilarious, and so much smaller. Scrawny like some kind of rat, it's amazing. All day I just kept looking at him and cracking up.

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Spent most of the day completely absorbed in "Running with Scissors," probably would have finished if the internet hadn't finally come back in the afternoon. Kind of wish it had stayed off for another day.

I think I was making that same face in every scene involving poop. Oh so many poop scenes...

I have fallen in love with my sister's charmingly strange little apartment, and had to document it's absurdity.