Hmm. Still tired. Woke up at 2pm, showered, went to visit Betsy, who is still awesome, and walked from Rose to the Santa Monica Pier and back. My hip is doing that weird twingy thing, but whatever. It's the beach. Jessey, Stephan's equivalent to my Reggie, and her mom came over when we got back and we all went to dinner at Piknik, which is inside Stephan's (rather swanky) condo complex. They're downstairs being high intellectuals at each other, which I can only do so much of at once. I did write three papers in the last four days. Betsy thought they were pretty cool, and asked me all about linguistics. It's nice to have your field appreciated.
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