Last night was the first night of actual chilliness here. It's currently 48 outside, and it was 45 late last night apparently. We need to think of a name for our boiler...
...so that we can talk about him or her with reverence and respect throughout this cold winter. Earnest? Virgil? Momar? Help us think of a name.
In other news, we watched a movie about suicide last night. It was called "The Bridge", in reference to the Golden Gate Bridge. It was homework for Sue. Of course, not at all uplifting, but it certainly exposed many aspects of the subject. We both appreciated the way it was put together - the how, because the what is so utterly wrenching.
Ah well... tomorrow is a big day for us. I'll be online tomorrow to tell you all about it. Hoist sail, mates! Thus! Thus! Arrrrrrrrrr.
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Marge suggests Bessie, and Sue just finished the curtains!
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