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My Day

I woke up fairly early this morning. At least for a Saturday. I don't remember the exact time, but I'm pretty sure it was before 8. As usual, I puttered around a bit before going for my morning walk.

Elle called me sometime during my puttering. She told me she had no particular reason for calling, other than not having talked much with me lately. We chatted for a while, somewhere between 30 and 45 minutes.

I made myself a couple of hamburgers for breakfast. I usually go to the nearby Hardees during my morning walk but today decided to be more frugal. And the hamburgers were at least as nutritious as a breakfast I would get from Hardees.

After breakfast, I was feeling a bit tired, so I decided to doze a bit before going out. I'm not sure when I drifted off to sleep. It could have been as late as 10.

When I woke up again it was 3:30. Damn. I slept for 6 hours.  I chastised myself quite a bit for letting that happen. 

So my morning walk became my afternoon walk. I walked down to the coffee shop and managed to finish reading Mao's Great Famine, except for the essay on sources at the end. (Which I plan to read...it's my understanding that the author Frank Dikotter had access to more documentation than previous chroniclers did.)

I went out to dinner, where I began rereading The Road To Serfdom.

And now I am making this entry. Because of the late start to my day, it is unusually dull and pedestrian. My apologies.