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Thursday, July 25, 2002 |
Carpenter Ants: I dream of carpenter ants. I punch a hole in the bathroom wall of my house with a crowbar and there they are, chewing away, making themselves a nest. All the walls of the house begin to ripple with their presence.
I had actual carpenter ants in my house for several years. Now they are gone. But they survive in the early hours.
And they have reappeared, in reality, in my garage. Piles of sawdust are mounting up.
Soon, I will deal with that.
Hazards of a northern Pacific rain forest.
12:44:56 PM 
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