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nights warm enough for short sleeves, blossom-scented air, even here in the city.

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on a less poetic note, it's very dry, dusty and windy, extremely bad weather for contacts, making my eyes hurt and tear up almost the moment i step outside. sunglasses don't help at all...

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it appears i'm addicted to rice cakes, which strikes me as somewhat pathetic as addiction shouldn't be about something that closely resembles styrofoam and tastes only slightly more interesting.
i'm blaming my boss here, who left half a package at work before taking off for a holiday...

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i need to go shopping for clothes, like, yesterday. last week. no, this isn't just a figure of speech. 2 shirts in the laundry and emergency! i'm frantically (but in vein) sorting through things that are either old, faded or otherwise not quite suitable for work.