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9:05 a.m. - December 02, 2002 OK, it's cold. Not cool. Heater went on today, my resolve gone. Unfortunately, this means my sister will return from self-imposed exile over my no-heat politics. Did I mention what she did to my house during Thanksgiving? She Christmas'd it--a wreath on the door (I'm supposed to spray it daily with water... er.. spritz it), some green foliage stuff in the entry hall, a pile of other stuff in the dining room. I don't know what she's planning. I don't mind. It makes me feel less lonely to see her interest. The Christmas CD I burned has become a surprising hit. Sister discovered it while cleaning (more like snooping, I suspect) and made copies for her boyfriend, his mother, aunt, and cousins; if you want one too, let me know. I see the bird feeder is low in seed. Magnanimity is not one of my strong points but I try.
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