Doh. I really didn't remember until about 5 minutes ago. How did I ever used to post so often, sometimes daily? Oh, I remember now. I was a dilletantte in a Ph.D program. Ooops. That seems like a lifetime ago.
Today, after leaving school for a long lunch at this very wierd place, my friend Amy and I found this house that had piles and piles of amazing furniture outside. A woman and a man were taking things from the house, and upon chatting with her, we learned her mother just died and that she needed to get rid of a ton of stuff. Among these amazing pieces were oak highboys, chairs, end tables, just amazing things. We were almost late going back to campus, but we returned at three and most of the things were gone. The lady was still there, though, and she invited us inside the house to see if we wanted anything, which creeped me out, but there we went, so nosy. Anyway, her mother had a collection of tiny amazing bottles that I snatched up, but then I felt creepy about the whole thing and Amy and I left. The whole thing made me kind of sad.
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