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Wednesday, September 27 2017
I ran a tablespoon or so of Chinese ephedra through the special laboratory coffee grinder and sipped that all day. There's a new guy at The Organization named Abraham who used to work at Google as their tea specialist (a job that no longer exists at Google), and he told me that the way I drink my tea is called "grandpa style" in China. It goes nicely with other elements of the old-person shtick I deploy in my Slack-based persona.
Ephedra is actually a fairly-good workday tea, though of course it can leave one a bit frazzled. In the evening, then, it seemed prudent to wind things down with a beer, a perk my drinking rules required me to purchase through an artistic act. The act today was the painting of a tiny painting of Janet the Kitten. As the photographic basis for the painting, I used one of the first photos taken of Janet after she arrived. I didn't fuss too much with the details of her face, though it still ended up looking a lot like her.

Meanwhile, Gretchen worked a full day at the Golden Notebook in Woodstock, though Neville wasn't there.

I stayed up fairly late, drinking perhaps too much booze and smoking a fair amount of pot that didn't seem to have much effect.


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