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Last night I slept twelve hours, having stayed up for twenty-three. My body has no idea what time it is now.

My cell phone is finally working! I had to manually switch to the GSM 1900 band.

I'd forgotten that that those little boxes of cereal in American restaurants are never enough to justify the entire bowl of milk they're served with.

This article is a stub. Much more will be added tonight if I feel it's too sketchy to wander. Now off to B of A to deal with more bank irritations, Eastman for practice and acquaintance with my potential campus, and Rochester for carillonning after two weeks of not having touched the instrument.