I turned on the radio in the kitchen yesterday. It was ok. I only heard what I was supposed to hear. I haven't heard the voice for a long time, and I was hoping I imagined it like the couch doctor said I was. Yesterday was a good day. Angie and I made brownies- both kinds - and Frank sat and watched football in the living room and left us alone. He even let her stay for dinner.

Angie showed me a couple of new ways of looking up stuff using a computer that I hadn't found before. Did you know there's more to searching the internet than just Google? There's newsgroups and message boards and email-loops. I let Angie help me search for more information about Tony. Did you know he uses Lime-Scented Mennen and unscented shaving cream? I need to see if Frank will try those.

Angie signed me up to get lots of email about Tony. She even pointed me to a list of concerts. He's playing nearby fairly soon. Maybe for an early Christmas present, Frank will let me buy a ticket and go. Angie said she would ask if she could go, and she'd be happy to come with me. If she does, maybe Frank will let me go. I find the idea deliciously exciting.
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