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today i am wearing white pants, and i ate blackberries. i am morbidly procrastinatory, putting off a massive cross-linking experiment of 42 individual PCR tubes. headaches abound; i'm sleepy and want to go home. i missed the train yesterday but got to talk to a nice woman on the T whom i'm sure i will never talk to again. i watched good will hunting for the first time since moving up here as i ate my microwaved organic enchilada last night; it didn't look the same, i recognized everything. it was no longer a movie. i'm excited to commute home tonight so i can see my car again, give first gear the old college try...and maybe tool around the parkinglot late tonight when shaw's closes. if i could teleport, i would be on the couch with fred and the dinosaurs blanket and the remote, tucked in happy and in a quiet house that smells like mine.