Despite the usual lack of sleep occasioned by early-morning doctors' appointments, I had a nice time meeting
a_reasonable_man at Widener Library and then it turned out the item for which I had requested reading room privileges was actually a mirage in the catalogue and the afternoon promptly deteriorated: it took me two hours to get home thanks to the MBTA being both snafu and fubar; my stamina comprehensively fucked off long before then; and I got back to the internet to discover the liar in the White House has declared a national emergency for purposes of immigrant crackdown, which is the kind of thing I have been worried about since he took office. Protests appear to be planned for noon on Monday.
spatch and I are supposed to attend our traditional twenty-four-hour science fiction film marathon ending at noon on Monday. I guess sleep-deprived protest it's going to be. This can't be the worst timeline, but could it stop doing its best to compete?
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- 1: If it's a moment in time, how come it feels so long?
- 2: It's time to change partners again
- 3: אַ ניקל פֿאַר זיי, אַ ניקל פֿאַר מיר
- 4: אמתע מעשׂה, אמתע מעשׂה
- 5: But the soft and lovely silvers are now falling on my shoulder
- 6: Is this your name or a doctor's eye chart?
- 7: And they won't thank you, they don't make awards for that
- 8: No one who can stand staying landlocked for longer than a month at most
- 9: What does it do when we're asleep?
- 10: Now where did you get that from, John le Carré?
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