>This morning started good, well sort of good. Had to wear my jacket because all my clean tops are too thin and small. Caught my train, was sitting nice and comfy, and what happened? I’m sure you can guess, equipment change in Croton. So I got to stand from Croton to Grand Central Terminal. Joy. I hope tomorrow the same thing doesn’t happen, from things I heard, it might.

Oh and my teapot came. I didn’t open it, I am taking it to work.

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Irrigation of the land with seawater desalinated by fusion power is ancient. It’s called ‘rain’. – Michael McClary