The propane people will be here tomorrow. It’s going to cost $250 for 100 gallons.

I woke up at 131 pounds and swapped a couple of messages with Maliheh. I had told her about how Tom and I had become friends over the years. I told her how it bothered me at first and then it bothered me that it no longer bothered me, and then we both finally accepted things the way they were. She said that we are quite common. And that she heard they’re now starting to build houses with two master bedrooms.