Saturday was a day of general inactivity, at least until nightfall. All I did was watch Lost, which Andy lent me and I find quite compelling. Come dark, Matt Smith stopped by, bearing me a gift of Czar Nicholas II Nostalgia Tea, and we proceeded to shoot the breeze and take a perambulatory expedition around Montrose, stopping to examine books and drink cappucino. Then I came home, enjoyed more conversation with Matt and Dave, fried some bamboo shoot and tofu dumplings, and fell asleep on the couch watching Lost again.
I didn't write at all, I think, but I figure it's all right to take one day a week off from doing so.
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