Saturday, February 24, 2007

weekend

Aside from the general air of gentility and decorum he lends to this page, Babar has no connection with the following entry.

Today I spent almost entirely with Lauren Edewaard. We talked. We ate. We drank. We studied (in that order, and on that value system).


Felty is off gallivanting in Vienna with Julia and Darcee.


Tonight, "The Boys" will visit us for coffee and a movie.


It's been a good day. And that's all I have to say about that.


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