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Friday, January 31, 2014

breakfast time

This morning it rained a little bit at the serving site.  It was cold and windy too. 

I helped Ming with bread, which was bagels today, some of them moldy.  I did some quality control. 

Then they wanted me to help get out bowls for the salad guy.  The salad guy was hawking his salad loudly, and I didn't like being next to him.

Then we came back to where we're staying and I made oatmeal.  Ming had his with maple syrup.  I drank earl gray tea and wrote a letter.

This afternoon we're driving out to the goddess temple to see our friend.

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