November 28th, 2004

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It rained on Saturday. Or, rather, it rained Saturday. I woke up at seven, and it had been raining for some time. I went out to breakfast with mom, got back at noon- still raining. I went out to see Ed- still raining. We left to go get food, and, yep, still raining. I came home at 3 am- it had finally stopped, but damn, were the roads wet.
I was thinking about what Pikey said the other year, and my thoughts gradually drifted around to Kinsey, without whom I wouldn't be declaring porn weeks at all. Imagine my surprise the other day when I come home to find someone has made a movie about him. I'm not sure whether to be pleased or pissed, so I'll compromise and go with both.
We got a nice snow on Wednsday, but it had all melted away by this morning. That's usually an indication of a late-starting but fierce winter. Be prepared.