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it looks like a thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat, doesn't it? well, it was fine. mine was the blue plate. i just plonked the hen on top of my side dishes.

yes, we had a good day yesterday. we ate from our overflowing plates of food. such absurd bounty. we listened to arlo. we had a fire going in the stove and we sat in front of it and played a spot of monopoly. oh, but kara smoked me good. just like jennifer used to when we were kids. my strategy was to buy every property i landed on, to the point of mortgaging properties to buy new ones. i did acquire some worthy chunks of the real estate but i never quite made it out of the hole i'd dug for myself. alas.

today i wrote 3,488 words (kara was at work.) it's some of the worst writing i've ever done and i was giggling as i wrote it. dreadful stuff. it's fun, though. and i'm thinking it's about time to try and wind things up, storywise. at this point i sort of have a nonspecific plan. so it should be fine. i'll probably finish on monday or so. that leaves me with three days to spare.