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On Wednesdays I sit in "my" choir stall for the prayer assembly. On Fridays I sit in "my" choir stall for Mass. Every single weekday, at 11:45 a.m., I sit in "my" choir stall for mid-day prayer. I'm there so much, it's mine.

Except that someone has been leaving this behind, which reminds me that it's not my choir stall after all. I wonder who my stall-mate is. I hope he/she had a better day than I.

Spent the evening erasing most of my online personality. That which I could control, anyway.

I don't think I like the Internets very much these days. I wish we could group all the jerks in one section of the 'net and let them duke it out there. Leave the rest of us in peace to mingle and share as friends.