01:51: although i would feel more secure watching over mom myself while she's in wilson, i'm going to have to leave that task to the capable hands of muzzy and her battalion of maids. i can't stay there. not when i'd probably have to share a room with that schmuck who calls himself my dad's brother.
so here i am back in broadway, where i can resume my late night marathon viewing of whatever movies or tv series i choose. that and take advantage of the all important internet, of course. and the phone. oh, yes, the phone! but what i really want to do right now is read. except i've run out of books to read. ok, that's not true. i've got a whole bunch of unread books. i just don't want to read them because my mind is still set on reading more of maguire's novels.
a question still needs to be answered: what do we do about mom once she comes back home to broadway? hmmm. family conference.
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