Wednesday, March 23, 2005
I sampled many items at the Chinese buffet last night; none were "weird", precisely, but the quantity and combination apparently did not bode well with my usually solid stomach. I've confided to Donna before that I should like to have hers, but she stubbornly refuses to relinquish it.
I made a new friend, who expressed concern that I have been bowling only once and who will probably shanghai me into going with her and her friends tomorrow. If possible, I might sleep instead.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 11:39 AM]