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friday night our front window was egged while liz was over for dinner with us -- i don't know why it shocked me, but it did. there are massive roaming lawless herds of children in our neighborhood and we haven't interacted with any of them, so the randomness of it makes me edgy. are they meaner than i thought? i've given them the benefit of the doubt until now, despite their foul mouths. i have to keep reminding myself that lynn doesn't have the best reputation.

kirk worked midnight to seven a.m. on saturday. he was a zombie when he crawled into bed, but i was cruel and woke him up at 1pm to drive to northampton to visit jennie. boomer was with her, which was something of a surprise. he was charming/clever/annoying, as usual. i suppose he made it more interesting, but it also made me think about how weird it is that you have to pretend to be familiar with someone else's ex, for a few hours, and then you won't see them again, perhaps for years. he claims he's going to iraq for christmas, which made me laugh. but he was serious! i found the idea kind of pathetic and delusional. but anyway, we went around to all the old college haunts and then had a giant dinner. during the dinner i explained two humiliatingly true facts about myself: 1) i am not cool enough to like real sushi/sashimi, and 2) i don't listen to music.

there are changes afoot at work which may or may not result in me applying for a job opening in another department, a step up in responsibility + pay but a step down in workspace, as there is no office, no door, no privacy. possible business travel, though, most likely to new york.

i just registered for the gre, on october 29 at some ungodly dawn hour. i am getting nervous -- the necessary math refuses to sink into my thick skull and i am making stupid mistakes with my algebra. also, i discovered that i've mostly forgotten my multiplication tables, or at least most of the harder ones. i never learned twelves in school, but now i've lost a lot of my fours and sixes and sevens and eights and nines. that is pretty sad. liz told me that you never actually lose that stuff; the neural connections just atrophy a little bit, and you have to re-teach your brain to access it. that's a little comforting, i suppose.

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