December 14, 2004
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December 14th, 2004.
The moment we leave Providence, the clouds start breaking up. Here in Somerville (effectively part of Boston) – well, we’re visiting with my old, old friend, Whitney – and her apartment is beautiful, and vast, with lots of skylights… and it’s like trying to sleep inside Towson Town Centre… or some other vast, white, sparkly…
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December 14th, 2004.
I’ve been having an excruciatingly clumsy two days. During that time, I have: Hit myself in the right knee with the drum. Slipped and fell on a hardwood floor and landed on my left knee. Hit myself in the head with the car door (which has left a nice little sore bump right at the…