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Jan. 13th, 2010 @ 08:16 pm my wedding ring
Current Mood: annoyed
When I got married I weighed about 205 lbs. Now I weight 179 lbs. Yay me, right? Yes. Mostly.
However my wedding ring doesn't fit anymore. It is too loose. On Friday it fell off and I didn't notice! When I realized it was gone I completely freaked out. Fortunately it was not lost. It had fallen off into the laundry basket when I went to get the clean laundry. So I was able to find it. If I had not found it searching Jeny or I would have found it when we folded the laundry. However Jeny decided we should not take the risk and so my ring is a jewelery box. I will have to get it re-sized.
In the mean time I keep trying to fidget with the ring (as I always do) and of course I cannot. The absence of the ring is actually more noticeable to me than its presence was. Being present is the norm. Being gone is aberrant.
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Coffee
Jan. 6th, 2010 @ 09:16 pm Ten Thousand hours?
Current Mood: thoughtful
The idea that it takes 10,000 hours of practice in order to become a world class expert in a particular skill has been popularized lately by Malcolm Gladwell. In his book he actually says that it is more than merely 10,000 hours of practice. It must be intense practice, daily practice and long practice to really fit the pattern he describes. Most of his examples practiced 8 hours a day, 7 days a week. This averages out to about 10 years of practice.
Naturally I thought about my experiences with swordsmanship. My practice has not been daily. The closest I ever came to that was in university when a few friends and I would go into the woods on campus and sword fight. (The dean of students was not happy about this) At first we just used sticks but as the year went on our tools became increasingly sophisticated. Since joining the SCA my practice has generally been weekly except when it has been less often. Through in events like Pennsic and the balance may work out to about an hour a week. In High School I did three semesters of fencing and practices were about 2 hours twice a week. When I participating with AEMMA I practiced twice a week. Sessions were between 1.5 and 2 hours long. I could have gone three times a week but I made a decision to be in church each Sunday a long time ago. So I never attended the Sunday morning practices.
Lets say my practice time was about 1 hour per week over the course of 15 non-continuous years. That is probably generous and works out to 780 hours.
Intensity of practice for me has not been as high as it could have been. The most intense practice was when I took fencing. AEMMA would be second. In each case an instructor set skills to be practiced and drilled the students in those skills correcting the students as they worked.
In my informal university club and in the SCA practice was really a free form sparring activity with very little if any structured *practice* beyond what each participant imposed upon him or her self. Nor was there any set duration of activity in these practices. Fight til you were tired, rest until you felt better, repeat. All in all it is a fairly low-intensity form of practice. I improved of course. Looking at photos from 1995 of Jason and I at university fighting I am impressed at how good our form is. Its not great form. There are errors that now seem obvious. We had no instruction (other than pain), but in spite of that we did develop a certain degree of skill.
So I don't have the duration of practice either short-term or long-term nor do I have the intensity of practice necessary to meet my goals. Can I change that?
My work and family commitments mean that it will be difficult for me to increase the number of SCA practices I attend. Not impossible, just difficult. So that leaves the type of practice I can do on my own. Slow work and maybe, maybe, pell work. If I could manage the equivalent of an hour a day I could break the 1000 hour mark by the end of the year. Is that a realistic plan?
I'd like to be a world class expert. The reality is, I am unlikely to be able to put in the hours of practice needed. Reaching 2000 hours, which Gladwell identifies as the amount of practice needed in order to instruct in a skill, is a challenging enough goal at this time.
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Coat of Arms
Dec. 15th, 2009 @ 09:33 pm walking
With walking comes falling. With falling comes bumps and bruises. On occasion it also comes with bleeding. Cian bit his lip when he fell this evening. Not a terribly serious injury but it hurt. It also scared him and worried us until we could see that it was a pretty superficial injury in spite of having drawn blood.
He likes climbing. Did I mention that? Up is no problem but he has not figured out Down yet. I foresee more bumps, bruises and worries.
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Coffee
Dec. 7th, 2009 @ 07:49 pm Baby news
Current Mood: happy
Cian is 44 weeks now. 10 months for those not concerned with the week by week progression.
I try not to be a baby blogger. However I am going to make an exception today.
He is mostly in the normal range for kids his age. He is outside the range in some ares. At 21.5lbs as of his last official check-up (probably 22lbs by now) he is much bigger than average. The average for a 12 month old is 21 pounds.
He can walk... kinda... sorta. He likes to stand and go from object to object holding onto the objects for balance. We got him a little push wagon for that purpose and he loves it. However on a few occasions he has taken a couple of steps completely unsupported. He has not done this often and he took only a few steps each time. The times I've seen him do it he has been going to Mommy. She caught him before he could fall.
He gabbles a lot. I often hear him say 'da da da da da da' which will someday become 'daddy'. Jeny tells me that he usually only says 'da da da da da' when I am around. So there appears to be some connection between what he gabbles and what he is around. Today his syllable of choice was 'go'.
Sometimes he makes sounds that are just like certain words. He sounded like he said 'wow' one day and on another occasion he seemed to say 'coke'. Jeny told him we didn't have any.
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Sitting
Dec. 7th, 2009 @ 07:36 pm post-op
Current Mood: discontent
It has now been 4 weeks since my surgery. I was told that it could be as long as 6 weeks before I felt the full affect. So far I am underwhelmed.
Beforehand I could breathe easily through my left nostril but my right was always constricted and usually had a blockage of mucus in it.
Now I can breathe easily through my left nostril and right feels constricted. There is a blockage but it seems to a remnant of the surgery not a new formation.
So in terms of breathing I am exactly where I was.
Friday morning I woke at 5am, far ahead of my daily alarm, due to excruciating pain in my upper right sinus. The pain was so severe that I could barely function. I went to school anyway and thanks to some sinus medicine I was eventually able to ignore the pain.
This morning the same pain was back and just as strong. I had no more pain medication. I called in sick, spoke to my department head and went back to bed. The next time I woke up it was 3:44pm. I had not had any pain on the weekend.
I called the surgeon's office and was told that there were no time slots available to see him this week and as of Friday he will be on vacation. I was told to go to the ER or make an appointment with my family doctor. The ER? If I want to be ignored for 6 hours I don't need to go to ER for that! I'll try my family doctor in the morning.
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Sleeping
Dec. 1st, 2009 @ 08:29 pm resistance is futile
Its a meme-joke.

Leave me a comment saying "Resistance is Futile."

* I'll respond by asking you five questions so I can satisfy my curiosity

* Update your journal with the answers to the questions

* Include this explanation in the post and offer to ask other people questions, if you want.

Now to Courtly's questions:

1) If you were looking to run into Happiness, at which intersection would you loiter?
Since Happiness is not a location this must be a metaphorical type question. I'm happiest when I am doing something I enjoy and when I feel that my time is productive or otherwise well spent.
So I would loiter at the corner of Enjoyment and Productivity.

2) Running makes me feel _______. Feel free to just brainstorm until the words or clauses stop coming.
Good. Bad. Powerful. Pitifully weak. Healthy. Frustrated by the lack of noticeable impact on my health, weight and overall well-being. Proud of my accomplishment in running as much as I do and as far as I have done. Annoyed by the recurring pain that sets me back to my beginning points. Eager to do more. Ready to pass on it 'just for today'.
Its tricky to really do justice to this question. I enjoy running. I always have ever since I was a child. Stupid self-inflicted injuries (accidental but I should have known better) have limited my capacity to run the way I really enjoy. As a kid and teenager I would, simply for the fun of it, launch myself into a full power sprint holding nothing back until I ran out space, energy or air. I would actually try to race cars down my street. I still have the muscle power to do that but when I get up around 80% or so of my potential max speed then my knee begins to remind me that if I push any harder it is going to fail on me. And kissing dirt at that speed will not be healthy.
Its nice that I can run at all. Its amazing that I can run as long of distances as I have been doing. I'd like to be able to run even further. maybe do a triathlon. It is hard to get up in the morning. It is harder still when it is dark and the weather is less than pleasant and I feel unprepared for it.

3) Exercise: more like the sharpening of a fine blade, or putting on yet another patch to prolong the life of your favourite jeans?
More like finding an old neglected blade and working to restore it. I hope there is still steel in its core but fear that it is rusted and rotten all the way through.

4) What character trait would you say carries the most weight with you?
Just one? My gut instinct is to say integrity but one can be a complete jerk and still have integrity. Maybe what I really mean is Honor. However that is open to the same critique.
My next instinct is cite various lists. The Seven Knightly Virtues or the Boy Scout Oath or the Fruit of the Holy Spirit. Suffice to say that I hold myself to a standard that I know I will never measure up to.
The TV show Amazon produced by Peter Benchley comes to mind. In one episode an older man reprimands a much younger peer saying "Be Thou not a Knob".

5) Snappy Dialogue, Rich Visuals, Cerebral Journey, Grand World-Affecting Story-arc, or something else ... what sort of story do you find yourself most drawn-to?
I like snappy dialogue. I am reminded of Steven Brust's comment about Dickens and Dumas. He said that both men were paid by the word but Dumas was enjoying himself. But snappy dialogue runs the risk of self-absorption to the point that the narrative is lost.
I like books that make me think. Some of the best in that regard force me to put the books down and work through the scenario as if I were there. But the cerebral alone can leave the reader exhausted. Slip in your deep thoughts and profound observations. Pratchett does this well.
One of the things I crave for myself is significance. So I like stories in which Important Things are done. Maybe not saving the world but at least saving the girl.
Rarely do all three characteristics reside in the same story. So I usually pick the last one.
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Sitting
Nov. 30th, 2009 @ 09:05 pm Sport vs History
Current Mood: curious
While watching the Duke Brannos training video Quicktongue posted a few days ago I recognized that some of the things he does are specific to the conventions of SCA fighting. As he is a duke it is obvious that his technique is quite effective. It did however get me to thinking about history.
My particular fighting related interest over the past 7 or 8 years has been the examination of the historical swordsmanship manuals. I have tried, however poorly, to incorporate those methods into my own fighting. In some cases it has worked exceptionally well. In others it has not worked at all. Most of those times the fault has lain with me rather than with the technique but there are a few things from historical swordsmanship that simply will not work in an SCA context. A variety of binds for example are negated by rattan's tendency to bounce away from whatever surface it strikes. A steel sword does not bounce in that way.
So how does one reconcile the gap between what is historical and what is effective under our conventions? I'm not the first person to ask this question. Some simply look on the two as separate activities and do not worry about the gap or trying to bridge it. Others have left one activity for the other which more closely met their personal goals and needs.
As I said above fighting to the sport can be extremely effective and is an entirely legitimate practice. I'm not knocking it. I find it unfulfilling but that is my own idiosyncrasy.
I would like to know from the armored combatants (past and present) who read my notes here what they think.
Is there a value, beyond personal fulfillment, of working to fight in a historical manner?
Should one focus simply on efficacy?
Am I wrestling with a false dichotomy?
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Coat of Arms
Nov. 30th, 2009 @ 08:35 pm Tyranny of the Urgent
Current Mood: annoyed
The urgent has to be done now! Importance doesn't matter in the face of urgency it seems.
I had a day today dominated by the urgent. I really dislike such days. I had and still have important tasks to accomplish. Instead I spent the day scrambling from urgent to urgent. By the time work was done I was tired and had done nothing with I felt to be of value.
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Yawning
Nov. 29th, 2009 @ 09:54 pm one hundred dollars
I have not been able to run for the past two weeks. After the surgery I really didn't feel like it anyway. Yesterday I felt like it but I was told to take at least 2 weeks off from any strenuous exercise.
I'd prefer to run outdoors. Since I began doing so last spring I've come to enjoy it much more than I have ever enjoyed running on a treadmill. Side bonus: running is outside is free. The downside is that it is cold outside. Below freezing temperatures have arrived and are becoming more and more common.
So I need some cold weather running clothing. I have some and layering is a wonderful thing. I do not have running pants. I've been looking for a pair and I've found many. The sticking point is price. The overwhelming majority of the winter running pants I've seen are $100 or very close to it. The cheapo ones are around $80 and the expensive ones are around $120. 100 seems to be the price on which all the variant prices are based. Its just too expensive for my budget. I don't wear pants that expensive for my daily wear. My nice suit pants don't cost that much.
All I want is something to keep my legs from freezing while my body warms up to the point that I'm too hot to care anyway.
I was at the Running Room on Saturday. Not because I thought I'd find reasonably priced pants there (specialty stores are usually a few if not several price points above average) but because I was out of other ideas. I saw a pair of XL pants marked down to $50. 'Wow' I thought to myself. Then I looked for my size. It was not marked down. I thought this was an oversight so looked at the other pants on the rack. None of them were marked down except the XL sized ones. '???' I thought. I checked a few other racks and discovered the same pattern. The pants were all priced at about $100 but the XLs, and only the XLs, were marked down.
Very peculiar.
I do have an old pair of sweat pants that I can use. However they are black and I run early in the morning before sunrise. I'd like something with some reflectivity. Almost all of the pants I've looked are plain matte black. Not a good thing. Those which claim reflectivity usually just have a small (dime sized) logo somewhere on them that is reflective and nothing else.
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Sleeping
Nov. 27th, 2009 @ 04:36 pm (no subject)
So.... One week back to work post-surgery.
I feel okay. The early part of the week was pretty rough. One day I went to the staff room in an attempt to nap. However that room is about 4 degrees below absolute zero. No wonder no one ever goes there.
The weekend shall be given over to recuperation. I'd like to go the baronial investiture tomorrow but I know I'm not 100% recovered yet and that I need this day of rest. Sigh.

I was showing my students a silent film today in class. Part of the unit on the 1920s. As I was setting up the dvd a student asked me to select his first language from the dvd menu. He already knew it was a silent film but he was serious in his request.
Palm, forehead.
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Yawning
Nov. 23rd, 2009 @ 07:10 pm work
First day back to work. Not really all that bad. I had a few dizzy spells during the day. However I am quite tired now. Much more tired than I had anticipated.
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Coffee
Nov. 22nd, 2009 @ 06:58 pm Shield corners
I've been trying to figure out the best way to reinforce the corners of my shield edging.
I recall seeing a couple of people with leather reinforcements on their shield corners. In the pictures I've been able to examine (thank you Two Ravens) most seem to be sewn pieces fitted around the corners. I recall seeing on that was a single piece. It was shaped kind of like a capital I or candlestick. I cant find any pictures of that type though.
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Coat of Arms
Nov. 21st, 2009 @ 05:29 pm outside
I've not been outside all week.
I'd like to go but by the time I pull together the energy to do so I am already so tired that I decide to stay in.
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Coffee
Nov. 19th, 2009 @ 09:48 am Ugh
Current Mood: uncomfortable
All that stuff I said about not feeling so bad after my surgery? I take it back. Tuesday evening onwards has been bad. In two words: I hurt.
Thank you for reading my pointless gripe. You may now return to your regular internet surfing.
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Coffee
Nov. 17th, 2009 @ 06:15 pm The Saga of my breath
Current Mood: tired
has nothing to do with the Saga of my son's breath.

I've been asked several times by various people if the two are connected. They are not.
Its just one of those coincidences that he and I both have nose issues and surgeries on our noses in the same year.
Mine is much older than his. At some point, long enough go that I no longer remember when it began, I started having a problem with my right nostril. I found that I was more or less perpetually plugged up on that side. In sickness and in health the obstruction was there. I could massage my nose, work the plug loose and blow it out [no one is making you read this ;)] but within 15 minutes a new one would reform.
Time lapse 10 years or so.
I finally agreed to Jeny's suggestion that I get this investigated. My first thought was some sort of allergy but that came up negative. Yay! I'm glad my immune system functions properly. The allergist did take a look inside my nose and she said "you have a kink in the tube". My right nostril has this bend in it that catches "material" and prevents it from coming out normally. The material in turn dries, hardens and forms the block. Or partially block. It was not always a total obstruction.
I was sent to an ENT who confirmed the allergist's observation and recommended surgery to correct the problem. I backed off at that point. I figured that since it is an elective procedure OHIP would not cover it and I did not have the financing or private coverage to pay for it. Besides, the problem is annoying but not life threatening. I can breathe adequately through my left nostril.
Then my brother in law had to have the same procedure done for an entirely different reason. I asked him if it had been covered by OHIP. It had. I called the ENT and asked if the procedure is covered in cases like mine. It is. So I went ahead and scheduled the surgery. This was several months ago.
The surgery itself was yesterday. It went well. I'll spare you the details. I had a septoplasty and turbinate reduction. My only complaint is that when I came out of surgery no one told Jeny. She would not have been allowed into the recovery room anyway but it would have been a relief to her simply to know that I was done.
I came home yesterday. I'm doing well. I don't really hurt that much and my bleeding seems to have stopped. I felt fine this morning but now I feel like I have a badly congested cold and I'm kinda lightheaded. As I told Jeny during dinner this evening "I can eat or I can breathe". I'm not supposed to rub my nose. So what did I do on reflex last night when I woke up? The shooting pain put a stop to that.
No running or swimming for two weeks. No swordfighting (that raised some eyebrows) for longer. The doctor didn't say how much longer but I guess he hasn't had too many patients who participate in this sport.
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Pumpkin
Nov. 17th, 2009 @ 05:34 pm Not listening
Current Location: Canada, Toronto
Current Mood: amused and annoyed
I had a call just now from a quasi-telemarketer. Police association fund raising for some program.
I answer the phone and the man on the other end asks "How are you doing this evening?"
"Not so well" I answer.
"Thats great" he says and then launches into his pitch.

I hope someone reviews the recording of the call.
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Yawning
Oct. 24th, 2009 @ 11:08 pm Ravenous
We were out shopping today and decided to eat there at the mall rather than come home first.
Jeny and I had KFC from the food court but we had cheerios and a banana for Cian.
That was the plan anyway. He had other ideas.
By the time I got back with the food to the table we had claimed, Cian had finished the cheerios and was about halfway through the banana. Jeny was cutting pieces for him that were small enough he could pick them up and eat them. However Cian always grabbed the biggest pieces and would try to get the slices that had not been quartered yet.
Then Cian decided to eat her food too. Mine was out of reach. He picked up her drum stick and tried to put in his mouth sideways. We got that out of his grasp but figured that since he has had chicken before it was okay to give him some. So Jeny began shredding the chicken and putting the bits down alongside the banana pieces. That was too slow. Cian would grab the pieces right from her hands. At one point she had a french fry for herself. Cian reached over with one hand and grabbed her wrist. He pulled her hand to him and with his other hand took the fry and ate it. He did it so fast that Jeny didn't have a chance to react.

He has begun to cut teeth. His two upper incisors are coming through. We can actually see them if he smiles wide enough. Most of the time he still looks toothless. We thought one of his lower incisors was going to come through first as a week ago we noticed a thin red line on the lower gum. But that has not changed. The two upper incisors however have advanced rapidly over the past two days.
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Pumpkin
Sep. 19th, 2009 @ 06:54 pm Ticked off.
Current Mood: Furious
Once I knew that I had a job for this school year I decided to buy myself a book. I ordered from Amazon Wagner & Hand's book on the sword and buckler system contained in the I.33 manuscript. I've ordered from Amazon before and have had no difficulties.
Not so this time.
Previous all books I've ordered from Amazon have arrived in a cardboard wrap-around case. Apparently people have complained that these are difficult to open. (I have never had the slightest difficulty opening them) Amazon has changed their shipping. The book came a mere bubble wrap envelope that was too large for the book. The packaging did not protect the book in any way. It had been folded in half thereby permanently warping the book and the corners of the book had been crumpled.
I emailed Amazon, explained what had happened and said that I'd like a replacement book sent in a proper shipping container. Within a day I received a response stating that my money was being refunded and that a new book was on its way.
Yay, right? Nope.
The replacement book arrived in the exact same type of envelope and was damaged in the same ways! If anything the damage to the second book is worse than the damage to the first. I blew a gasket. I emailed Amazon again. Calling was an option but I did not trust myself to remain civil on the phone. I explained what had happened and that it was the second time it had happened. I explained how very angry I was about Amazon's carelessness and cavalier treatment of its customers. I stated that what I wanted was a book sent to me that was properly packaged. I also had some harsh words about Amazon's statement: "We're Building Earth's Most Customer-Centric Company". This is the signature line of all emails from Amazon.
I received a reply within a day that my money would be refunded but that any additional copies of the book sent to me would likely also be damaged therefore Amazon would not bother me with that. My comments would be forwarded to the packaging department so that other customers would not have the same problems I had had.
They would not bother *me* with a replacement!?! I jettisoned my remaining calm.
The refund my money line I dismissed as boiler plate since they had already done so. Then I checked my credit card status online. Amazon had refunded my money for the first book. Then Amazon charged me for the second book. (they did refund that money later in the day)
I emailed Amazon yet again. I included all of my previous correspondence with Amazon. I asked if I had understood correctly that Amazon was unwilling to package a book in such a way as to prevent it from being damaged and that Amazon was unwilling to send me an undamaged copy of the book.
I received yet another response. This one apologized for the misunderstanding but stated that this was Amazon's policy. An investigation might be done into their packaging system but that if I wanted another copy of the book (undamaged was not guaranteed or even mentioned) I would have to order it again and a link was provided to the web page listing.
I sent my final email. I explained that there had been no misunderstanding. I understood perfectly that Amazon was refusing to make right a problem they had caused. I stated that would not be reordering the book as I no longer trust Amazon. I reiterated my assessment of Amazon's hypocritical email signature.

I'm done with Amazon.
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Yawning
Sep. 6th, 2009 @ 07:54 pm Running
Current Mood: concerned
I've not been out to run in over two weeks. It is bugging me. I meant to go this morning but I never heard my alarm go off. By the time I woke it was too late to go.
In part I've been tired, really bone-deep tired, lately. I don't know why but it has been a factor. The larger part has been motivation. Its just easier to stay in. Early in the morning is pretty much my only alone time. I can use it to run or I can use it for other things. Running is hard and it hurts my knees. Everything else I'd do is physically inactive so that is the path of least resistance.
I saw a guy on the subway yesterday who was in a strange way sort of motivating. Jeny thought he was in his late 50s or early 60s. I thought he was older than that. He dashed on-board the subway as if he might miss it. His shirt was off and he was sweaty. Not exactly a pleasant image so far. However he had no excess body fat anywhere visible. All of his muscles (not just his abs) were clearly visible and well defined. His dash onto the train was like the dash of a man 30 years younger than him. I thought to myself that if I were his age I'd like to be in his physical condition.

My knees hurt when I run. My left knee as I've mentioned before has been injured in the past and is weaker than it should be. Lately though it has been my right knee that has been troubling me. I wear a knee brace on my left when I run so I wonder if this is just transferred pain. On the other hand I wonder if I should get a second brace.
In shopper's the other day I saw glucosomene sulfate on sale. I didn't buy it but it has been recommended to me by friends before. A pharmacist told me that the clinical trials on it have been inconclusive. It doesn't hurt but there is no clear cut evidence that it helps either.
I wonder if it might be useful to me or if it is just snake oil?
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Sleeping
Sep. 6th, 2009 @ 07:52 pm (no subject)
Current Mood: bored
This is a test of the live journal system. If you can read this please respond with one monosyllabic English word which can be both a noun and a verb. For example: smudge.
(also I get to see if anyone actually reads my entries anymore)
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Coffee