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A coyote crossed my path tonight, jay walking across University in the night and the rain between the golf course and the cemetery.
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Watching the live-action Cowboy Bebop. I love the anime; I was put off by Netflix’s series when it first came out, but now I’m giving it another chance. It is doing an amazing job capturing the feel of the original, and got a lot better once Daniella came
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I can’t decide if the weirdest thing about my new apartment is the backwards oven racks or the fact that someone painted the bathtub
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Wow. The watch awarded me with 99 minutes of exercise today. I didn’t work out; I moved into a new place.
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Oh my god, mother’s milk, French Market coffee.
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Don’t mind me, just coming down off that energy drink from 9 hours ago, man I’m an idiot…
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5:30 am fire in the building, good times, good times
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I miss listening to kitchen workers talking to one another. I like coming to eat before the rush, when everyone is still fresh.
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Oh my god, there is an air health emergency right now with the smoke from the forest fires, but all I see out my window are people jogging, biking, walking. I know it's Sunday but the sky is grey and the sun is orange, folks! Go back inside!
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She pulled me aside at intermission, “You did a good thing! He said that when you apologized to him that you said you had to come and do it first thing. You made him so happy!” Sometimes I amaze myself.
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“Who do you want to win? Fow-ty Niners or Bwancos?” Age-old question.
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It's six in California, and the servers are waking, chirping little calls to me through email.