April 30th, 2004


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Back home, if I can call it home anymore.

I'm tired, but surprisingly in a good mood considering the circumstances. I'm gonna go sleep now, or nap for a few minutes before Barb gets home. We're supposed to talk. She's been changing her mind about vastly important things every couple of hours.

I'm just plain done. I get the big soft bed. She gets the futon.