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2003-08-03 11:59 PM Early in the day Ken’s on his way to Korea. Bah. I’ve been house cleaning; the living room is straightened/rearranged/etc., and some of the kitchen is clean. I have to finish that and the dishes, make salad, do a quick swipe in the spare bath, clean the master bath, vacuum everywhere, and put out sheets &tc in the spare room. At some point I also have to clean off my desk, but that can wait. I can’t believe it’s not quite noon yet. That’s what happens when one gets up early, I guess.
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