Well, it's the last day o' peace in the material world, and I intend to spend it suspended between the lofty peaks of utter sincerity/grace/faith/compassion and complete sarcasm. What else can you do?
My subway train got stopped and copped this morning, but other than that, everything is as usual.
Tonight I'll take a class at IYI, which is where I'd want to be if anything bad happens.
Lookee, I can do "now playing" like the hip kids:
"It's Up To You" by Steinski
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