22.10.01

So the 21st has passed and the world hasn't come to an end. No earthquake, not even the teeniest rumble in neighboring Indonesia (which is capable of the mightiest of upheavals, geological and social). Which, if you're me, goes to prove one of two things: if you fear something, you'll jinx it and it won't happen; or that we've outlived the age of prophecy.

Not that I spent yesterday quivering in fear or anything. In fact, I didn't notice it was the 21st till well into the day. That's what I get for watching fourepisodes of The West Wing straight. I've been taping it faithfully for the past month and some, and it was only after watching them all yesterday that I realized we'd reached the season finale already. They're showing the Very Special Terrorist Episode next week, which is cool because now I won't have to oblige my cousin to bring it back from Australia (where they showed it some weeks ago), but on the other hand, I've heard so many bad things about it that I fear its own ambitions. Come to think of it, I think I'll still appreciate my cousin's version, if only to verify that nothing was censored in our broadcast.

I realize I have been woefully remiss in journal-keeping this past week, but I've been feeling strongly anti-computer of late.

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