Andare, Partire, Tornare

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what do you mean, there's another cabinet full of stuff?

Spent the morning (well, morning into noonish) in the brick confines of the Oklahoma Kitchen, holding a clipboard and listening to numbers being called out on pewter plate after pewter plate, rolling pin after rolling pin, food chopper after food chopper. At least it kept me out of trouble. And I got to see the sausage stuffer up close. And the mousetrap.

Am trying to get together enough energy to burn the cd's I need to burn, but that simple task seems beyond me right now. Even after a quick nap.

Hmm. I think this was a wasted entry. Going away to read now.

7:23 p.m. - 2002-08-26

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