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Total number of books owned: I haven't done inventory on my shelf yet, but I estimate between 70 to 120 books, mostly non-fiction books, reference material, and sundry manuals.
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The Proverb of Hunger To a hungry man Even the blandest of scraps Is tasty and good.
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Paper A vast field of white Taunts, teases me to tame it, Plow it with my pen.
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In bullet points...
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A meme that I've already answered to some extent, but will answer anyway. :P
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After lunch…
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To say that the past month or so has been a wonderful whirlwind for me would be like saying the universe started off with a bang: pure understatement, and it doesn’t quite describe the impact of it all, and You Simply Had To Be There to really, really understand it. I’m living a semi-charmed life. I attended the first live jazz performance of my life, I got to talk to a real life jazz artist, I am surounded by wonderful friends, I am doing something I love while studying— so on and so forth, including certain events I will perhaps divulge one day.
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Because of an abysmal turn of events, I have caught the cold. My throat feels like someone has been rubbing it with sandpaper— or rather, it feels like someone rammed a sanding machine down my throat and put it on high while humming the opening bars to Bohemian Rhapsody. My nose is a frickin’ faucet, with the strange thing being that it seems only one nostril is blocked. Makes me wonder whether this rhinovirus has a cruel sense of humor— yeah, block one of his nasal passages and keep him alive by keeping the other free. Go figure.
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Saturday was a most beautiful day.
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