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Visited with a friend last night. We went out, ate at a Chinese buffet, then went back to his place to watch 'Miracles'. I had forgotten just how damned /disturbing/ that show is, which is why I was up most of the night, tossing and turning and thinking strange thoughts. But that's okay, for there's a virtue in strange thoughts, no matter how dark.

Less so in the persistent image of a strange, distorted face following me into sleep. Rrr.

Happy St. Pat's Day to all! How's the Friday treating you?