Russ has the flu, so Mom and I abandoned the house and went to Nana's for late Xmas exchange, then Pat Catan's for more journal-making materials (Mom loved the book I made for her for Christmas), then Outback for dinner. I desperately wanted to go to the movies, but after failing to find someone to go with, and with an unreliable transmission, I was demanded to stay home. Began writing a new screenplay without a clear plan for where to take it, but was glad to be writing nonetheless.
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