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I remember some years ago reading a book in which the main character had chance to remark that her favorite time was 11:11, because of symmetry or some such reason.

A few minutes ago, I glanced at my watch, noted that it read 23:23, and decided that it just doesn’t have the same elegance at all.

In other news, today I was decidedly off my game. At work, the kids like to play chess against me, which means 3-4 games per day for the last two weeks. Until today, I had lost exactly one, and only once forced my opponent into stalemate. The rest I won.

Today I lost two in a row to the same kid who beat me before. After being vastly disappointed in myself, I’m going to have to kick his ass tomorrow (at chess, of course).

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