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March 13, 2007 I went to bed last night at 10:00 thinking I was going to get to bed at a decent hour and get a good solid 8 hours of sleep. Then I made the big mistake of picking up my book. I got so into it that I had to finish it and I did - at 1 a.m. Idiot! The book was The Dive From Claussen's Pier. And while I kept thinking that the next page was going to bring something predictable, it didn't. I like that in a book. Enough to totally wipe me out the next day. Which leads to the excitement of getting to start a whole new book today. I love that. I'm trial running a couple to see which one will fit into my mood right now. My god. All these decisions! Will the madness never end? I mean, what should I do next? Fill the bird feeders or gather up towels for laundry? Scrub a tub? Maybe I should continue on cleaning out my studio to make room the arrival next week of the new treadmill! What to do. What to do. I can't stand the pressure of it all. Ahem. Run! Buy Cosmic's Book!
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