I heard a song from the speaker of a passing car
I had a really nice birthday. Day at the MFA with Degas' nudes, dinner with my family at Bergamot. The week since has been mixed, but I read Sean O'Brien's The Drowned Book (2007) and Irmgard Keun's The Artificial Silk Girl (Die kunstseidene Mädchen, 1932) and I've got three-quarters of Edward Petherbridge's Slim Chances and Unscheduled Appearances (2011) to go; I am not without really well-written diversions.

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I like that as a form of tribute. My brother went apple-picking the week before; hence I made a lot of things with baked apple.
Honey for the new year.
Turn it up; I love that song!"
*snerk*