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Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind.
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Friday, February 10, 2006
We've got a list of things to do before we die. Writing things down made everything a bit fatalistic, but I hope it helps. I have about 20 items (and counting) and Kurt has 5. Lucky guy.
Walked too much. I'm still aching. We sat around so much though, which was nice and relaxing. Didn't take any nice photos. Couldn't. Too rainy/dark/hungry (hence shaky arms). We got to see the fireworks, and we found Rory's snooty iPod store - proof that white and yellow people are blatantly ignored at that hectic computer place.
It's awful that no one is allowed to fall asleep in the esplanade library. It isn't fair. They've got these nice soft black leather couches and really dim lighting and nice air-conditioning and... Anyway. Horrible rule.
Rich, cultural Chinese music is also something you acquire a taste for.
I'll let you know when I skydive.
10:10
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