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Worst attention span EVER tonight. I read a paragraph and a half of Freud, then start looking around for something else to do. Not good. Not good at all.

I suppose it could have something to do with the fact that Nick's in San Diego for the annual studio trip, and I'm rather jealous of him (I went on the last two and remember how awesome they are...plus, he's there). Since that's where I want to be right now, lying in bed in his sweatshirt with my iTunes on shuffle, working my way through my last ten pages of The Interpretation of Dreams isn't going so well.

Ah, well, off to try again. Perseverance? Will it pay off???

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