My muscle ache melted away in the hot tub and my brain perked up from the reading, but feeling languorous we crawled into bed, surrounded by well wishing cats and read more.
After a while Trillian's half-sister Veronique stopped by and -- they're so competitive, those two. Really.
Trill's feeling fine so she went off to see Road at Curio. I stayed here because I hate going to plays where people cough and blow their nose the whole time, especially if it's me.
I'm reading Frederick Pohl's book Starburst and I'm almost done. After that I'm going to start with The Time Traveler's Wife.
I'm really glad I went to that play all that time ago and met trillian_stars. Life just wouldn't be the same without her, would it? So many things can be traced back to ... such little, chance, incidents.