i slept on a sleeping porch at a mansion in Somerville last night while Pennie and the crew who run the place played music late into the night. i checked my watch at 2:45, surprised they were still up while i hung out in my 0 degree sleeping bag.
today is the day, however, and i'm up before eight to go have meetings with the action mill and much more.
i don't live here anymore, and i may never again.
11.21.2009
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