6.5.16

I deep-cleaned the laundry room and re-organized the cupboard at mom’s house, getting rid of many tiny mouse-shits, listening to Sam Harris’ podcasts, thinking about AI and the hard problem of consciousness.

When the kitchen was clean enough, I made perfect pizza crust and marinara sauce. A monsoon started and I yelled through the Lizzy Mcguire of Noah’s room to make a pizza-invitation. 

Sarah, Noah, MC and I went outside to admire the rainbow and clouds, along with the rest of Santa Fe.

Sandra and Crocket came with a chocolate cake, which we dug into, carefully avoiding the “MAGIC BLOOD” text rendered in sprinkles.

Crocket, Noah, and I made fun of Game of Thrones.

Sarah, Noah, and I talked until 2.

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