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- Sunny lovely day and I'm down in the dumps. I bought a sleeper chair. Futons... here's the thing with them. They're either cheap and crappy, or they're so expensive you might as well buy a nice couch. Also, the ginormity of them. So I was in a furniture store and my eyes got all watery because a song started playing and it was by a band that I saw about a week after I moved to Seattle. Dork. But buying a couch freaked me out, was too freaky for me. They are so big. I can't move one by myself. It means permanence. But a sleeper chair, that doesn't mean anything. It's like a mini-couch and mini is cute. Then I went to the store and bought a couple instances of reconstituted animal, which I am going to eat anon. I also bought rice. Earlier in the day I was stricken by a fit of writerlust and I wanted to write sentimental things to someone and I found one of the last things I wrote in one of my notepads from the law firm and I was going to post it here and make everyone share in my tears but instead I went out and bought a sleeper chair and groceries and no tampons.
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