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Well. It’s getting to be the end of the day. In fact it’s almost 9:30 pm and I’m just getting here.

It’s been a funny day - not bad, maybe even on the edge of good.

I woke up in the middle of the night and got up and watched Springsteen on youtube. First I went looking for his Super Bowl show. And found it. Then I saw him on Jimmy Fallon talking about his four hour concert in Helsinki. Somehow it got to be three and three quarters hours and so they said why not - let’s go for four. I watched a BBC documentary which had a lot of old film and stills and videos. Also a lot of interviews. I saw Scalia interviewed on a network show. I saw a little girl get up on the stage and sing about a sunny day. I saw part of an hour and a half show on Born to Run with a lot of band interviews and a lot of studio stuff with separate tracks being played. I’ve got enough Bruce for the time being.

I was in bed when the sun came up and awake of course. The low light lit the books in the southwest corner shelves in my room in a very interesting way. I should have gotten the camera. It was dim at first and then brighter. There are a lot of browns and golds and reflection from the plastic covers on the books. It was quite striking. I suppose I could take the camera to bed with me except it’s supposed to rain tomorrow and the rest of the week.

I got up - I did not do much. I wrote in both diaries. I robbed here for a bit about Joe McGinniss. I read more of his Heroes book. I took it out on the deck but while the sun was warm the wind was cold and I didn’t stay long.

I probably ate too much. I’m into the not eating till I get home from work thing. I don’t think it’s good for me but I think for the present it’s do-able. I plan to walk faster with Cindy now that I can breathe again. I remembered to take an allergy pill today after not having had one since Thursday morning. I feel good. I wish I felt like walking but I guess you can’t have everything.

I haven’t done my mail in a long time. I found the website links in my bookmarks today so I can do it but I don’t want to. It’s going to have to be one of those make yourself do it things. I will do that - make myself do it tomorrow.

I made frozen veggie and salsa soup for myself this morning. I made sloppy joes with too much ketchup for Jim and me noon-ish. Jim made popcorn this evening. I am not happy with the way we eat. I don’t know what to do with it. I don’t want to cook. I don’t want to wash dishes. I want food to magically appear and then disappear when we have eaten all we want. I suppose that’s what restaurants are for but I am not ready to eat even a couple meals ‘out’ a week. I suppose a pizza is ok once a weeka and I’m pretty sure we average that. We eat at Fayze’s once - maybe twice - a month. We get subway sandwiches maybe every couple of months.

I ate a lemon Oreo today. Had to open the package to get at it. I only ate one and it didn’t taste good. It was chalky and chemical tasting. I am fairly cured of sugar and wheat I still want a diet pepsi though. I want one right now. I’m not sure what’s keeping me from getting one. Well of course there aren’t any here at home. If I really wanted one I’d have to go to town to get one. I suppose the thing really is, I’m thirsty. A glass of cold water would be as satisfying and would not break my no pop streak which is now over 370 days.

I’ve quit pop in the past. I know I’ve gone this lone before but then I start sneaking it back in to life and then it’s totally a part of it. It’s the availability. The sharpness, the coldness, the chemical punch it has. It’s silly and I know better. I’m going to have to watch those cookies too.