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I brought my fat porcelain hippo coin jar to the bank today, where they have a machine with a little conveyor belt thing that takes your coins down into the abyss for counting. $74.78 in there!

Then I came home and checked my credit, filed papers, shredded papers, sat in papers, ate some papers, etc. There were a lot of papers. But things are tidier now.

And now I have to shower, because I've been festering in my own griminess all day and my hair is sticking out all over like straw.