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Friday, September 16, 2005

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DAD!
21 at last!

Totally unrelated...
I read that the new Zadie Smith, On Beauty, is fantastic. After out collective White Teeth obsession that led to the Duncan Donuts obsession of 2003, are we ready to take it on? I think so. Perhaps at FALL CAMP 2005? (October 8th, girls. Get your bags packed! Mike the Lawyer, will you be scheduling the boy's camp? We'll be reading Zadie Smith and making scarves. What will your activities and crafts be?)

Sunday, September 11, 2005

I'm having increasing anxiety about my fast-approaching 29th birthday. I'm not really sure why, but it may have something to do with the discovery of cellulite on my calf last night. In defense of this, the KAD have generously decided to throw me a 21st birthday party this year.

Things have been better. Left the house crying Friday morning after a small melt-down, muttering Duncan's name. I've been a real bitch this week to all of my students, but they probably deserve it. I think I'm usually too nice and there is nothing I hate more than a pushover...

The picture of John McCain from the July cover of Architectural Digest has him sporting a leather bomber's jacket and jeans. He looks really awkward. It might be that they have him leaning on a horse's saddle, but I think it's the leather jacket.

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