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Strange day yesterday. I was feeling prickly and yet lonely. And then I was scolding myself, because on Saturday it was too noisy and I wanted to be alone. I was impossible to please girl.

Late in the day, I had one of those thoughts that suddenly makes something so clear. And I said "OH! So that's how it is!" And then I suddenly felt a little foolish, because of course that's how it was, thank you Captain Obvious. Sometimes epiphanies are so obvious, it's embarrassing.

Eeeep! It was fekking cold this morning! I wore my wool coat. :( But the long-term forecast looks good for this weekend. Keep your fingers crossed for me? I don't want to be walking around Stratford in the cold grey damp.

8¾ days left.

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Is it too early for elevensies? Second breakfast seems *so* long ago!

Strangely, 3 different people on Friday said that I looked like I was losing weight. ha!

7 degrees!

Brrrr! On this so-brisk day, I would like to announce Ginny's Sweater Rule™ v 2.0. Pimblett's is no longer *moment of silence*, but I still need my fix. So, if it's less than 10 degrees outside, I expect people to be wearing sweaters!

The upside is that if you are wearing a sweater (or other fuzzy, fun-textured article of clothing), your chances of getting hugged increase exponentially.