Saturday, November 18, 2006


I ran into Jed on the way back from my piano lesson. He said he was going to dinner, and I tried to think up a lie, but alas, too slow, spit out the truth: "I'm going to go drink Scotch with Tamboli and watch Dune."

I'm pooped. Lousy piano lesson--I want to scream at my fingers sometimes, but that makes people on the metro look at me funny.

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