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California, hot hot hot.

Very hot for a faintly feverish brow.

Driving in the backseat of cars does not agree with me.

My relatives are doing well.

Nearly all of my cousins have children now.. the one who doesn't yet is pregnant.

Bose noise-cancelling earphones are rather nifty, for earphones.

My Boost cellphone internet access is still working well. But not good for typing posts... using my aunt and uncle's eMac for this post.

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I usually don't miss people, if I know I will see them again. Is this because I don't feel strong attachments to them? I don't know. It's only when I know I will never see them again, or when I know things will likely never be the same again, that I'm likely to feel sad. Otherwise, I can think about the persons who are not there and feel good... what is there to miss? They are still there, in my mind.

It's awkward though, when other people tell me they miss me, because I can't truthfully reply that I miss them too.

Maybe it's just one of those things people say, without really meaning it, like "How are you?".