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[sanura]

I still feel better. David and Andy showed up while I was asleep (I should still be asleep. I went to bed at 5 in the morning.) and are now talking about Andy's unbelievably frustrating situation. However, I am not annoyed. Merely avoidant. Mama told me Robert called and asked if I wanted to go to the Mars IMAX, which is why I'm not still asleep. But David is acting much more like himself than when I saw him last, his boil being drained. It's reassuring. A pathetic, pitiful David is a disturbing sight. I'd have expected him to be the type to suffer irritably. But that's me. David gets passive.

In any case, it looks like I'm not starting my ling paper yet. Tell me, what shall I write about? I don't know if I can stand to read any more Chomsky.