"warsh!"

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Laundry in progress throughout the day.

I seem to have yet again lost a notebook full of song ideas, both titles and notes about progressions and musical ideas I wanted to try out. Damn!

Dinner in the evening with friends of the family.

We had a long wait in the entryway, and every person who walked in the door seemed completely oblivious to the fact they were letting the door hang open and making us all shiver in the draft. Again and again, someone would shuffle in at the head of a group and then stop within a foot of the open door to make a slack jawed scan of the space while the others piled up in the gap behind them, unable to move forward and unable to close the door.