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I’ve actually gotten to know more than two characters in Ian McEwan’s The Comfort of Strangers, so that means I’m past one chapter, after probably half-a-dozen attempts of going past, oh, page 10?

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After seeing bits of the Stone Roses DVD, I’ve come to the conclusion that I’d rather just hear them than see them, since Ian Brown is fugly, and don’t get me started with his dance moves.

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Cleaned a part of the living room Sunday afternoon, took away most of the accumulated and dusty wedding, baptism, birthday souvenirs, and my camera’s are now more appropriately displayed, with 10 of the proper one’s in a more prominent view.

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Something I learned today: nilagang baka is always best cooked over a slow fire (not pressure-cooked!), and Monterey beef short ribs seem to cook a little faster than previous meat cuts I’ve used.

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Intentionally made Aurora Ramone die, for the sole reason that I got bored with her lonely life, but she did get laid, earned more than $500 a day.

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I can still iron polo‘s, having learned to do so from better-forgotten high-school days, but I still half-suck at it.

[Listening to: Enter Misguided – Tsunami – (4:45)]
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