i hate to this say this, but it's really quiet and lonely at home. i used to be so good with solitude.

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got lost today trying to look for maxwell market. my own stupid fault really -- it's not that anything has changed all that much around there, but i tried to be clever and cut through side streets, and ended up in a hopeless muddle. i suspect that parts of my hippocampus just died or exploded over the past few years, or got annexed to learn useless stuff about neuroanatomy.

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am reading singapore: a biography, which is good except that i could only find a hardcover edition that weighs down my bag like gangbusters.