Stamford, CT. Almost eight months to the day that I was last here, pre-pandemic |
I'll pass on tonight.
I've been busy putting work stuff together for hours with no end in sight.
There's nothing I really feel like talking about anyway. Or can talk about.
The day was fine. It was a good day.
But I'll spare you my idiocy for the night.
We can try again tomorrow.
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