novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- athol update there are so many new things to write about that i have begun a catalogue in my head that gets lost whenever i go to sleep. i woke up and two boys had rung the doorbell and kirsten was smoking on the back porch playing chess with heather. heather gave me a cookie and i forgot where i was for a second. we do not yet have a telephone. 6:58 pm - 02.27.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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