It's a quiet night tonight-- quiet and chilled and damp and dark. It got dark out so early today. I was leaving the hair salon just after four and the sky was already half black, threatening rain. I'm glad to be home now. It's the right kind of night to be at home.
Last night I had dinner with Cherubino and StarGazer after the meeting. We went to a little Indian place up a flight of stairs. It was strange.
Today I'm supposed to be working on my fascism paper. I better get started if I'm ever going to finish.
I'm running low on cash right now and it's really stressing me out. I'm not sure if I'll be able to afford a voice lesson this week.
Anyway, that's it for now. Hammer is going to stop by in a few. I think she's with the Alaskan? We shall see...
Back to work...
love,
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