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A first post.
Black burned toast.
Gravied pot roast.
What love is most?

Went to The Grotto yesterday with Bonnie and took this shot in the outside mass area. Everything's so alive here.

It's turning into fall now, and I've given in and turned on the heater at night. Strange to finally be in a place where the coming of fall is a gradual process rather than waking one morning to find snow over the green grass.

I turned in my first timecard at the temp agency today. It's funny that when I was signing up with them, I hated everything about them, but now that I'm a regular (of sorts) I like them a lot more. I sometimes feel I'm selling out a little at a time...

Tonight there'll be french onion soup with croutons and cheese. G's studying, and there's Wilco playing quietly in the background. There's rain on the roof and a chill in the air.