Today is the first day of the rest of my life. [ 2003-07-06, 4:07 p.m. ]

There's a lot going on today and I can't seem to muster the energy to participate in any of it. I decided not to go see E. Costello at Grant Park, which looks like a wise decision as it is now show time and it's raining and hailing outside.

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Tonight will bring either a movie or the New Pornographers show or both or neither. I'm leaning toward neither at the moment. I've been writing today and sometimes that leaves me feeling a bit spent...

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One week until the family reunion which means one week until you all get a respite from my tortured thoughts...did I just hear a collective sigh of relief?

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The lock was a bitch to install - I ended up having to replace the doorplate as well and there was much drilling and sweating and swearing on the Island** as I did so. In the midst of this, my neighbor decided to come down and have a cup of coffee and a chat, which for some reason irritated the hell out of me...probably because she kept saying "I'm impressed, I could never do that."...to which I wanted to reply "You're right, you couldn't." - but I held my tongue...

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**(About two years ago some of my neighbors and I christened our building M_____ Island, after the street we live on...because it's our perfect little neighborly Utopia...ha.)

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