Nov. 7th, 2015

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On Friday afternoon we writers relocated to a different spot in the Great Wide Open (god i hate open-plan offices). Now we're at the far back corner, where I will no longer a) get distracted by people walking by and b) get tense because I'm at the front of a row and I always feel like someone's WATCHING me. So that's a minor improvement. And I snagged a better chair on Tuesday and have been much less tired since. It's not perfect but it is definitely an improvement.

Other than that, not much going on. E's been ill all week, the kind of low-grade ill that depresses executive function but doesnt really do much else. I seem to have dodged it so far; will see how long I can stay lucky.

We've started looking at apartments closer in to town. Nothing has really come up yet, other than a general sense that we're likely going to have to get rid of some bookcases. Oh well. Every so often I get the urge to just go live in a tiny bachelor suite (studio apartment) somewhere, but I'm pretty sure I'd miss my stuff after a month or two.


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Adventures in Mamboland

"Jazz Fish, a saxophone playing wanderer, finds himself in Mamboland at a critical phase in his life." --Howie Green, on his book Jazz Fish Zen

Yeah. That sounds about right.

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