27 January, 2003 The Day Of Rest
...never taken seriously, i'm afraid. I'm typing here with a major case of the squints... and a neckache. Happy Birthday to me. Which consisted of: Sawing some tree limbs over the neighbor lady's driveway Installing speakers in the ragtop Splitting and loading some old cedar wood for kindling Shoring up some woodwork details on Miss Jane's ancient chest of drawers Learning how to make sushi... the sticky rice (three hours of prep), handformed nigri, and some tuna/avocado/cucumber maki. I. Need. Another. Day. To. Recover. Better start refining my rest days.
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