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So I'm sitting next to Mallory in the Reading Room (I can't get "the Fridge" out of my mouth with a straight face). She's got her pink earphones on. Pink is like, her secdonfavorite color. I don't know what the first is.

The cohort is here too, a chorus of "lol", "paul", "mud" and "kips" in falsetto like tiny tiny frogs.

Lots of things happened today,
Dance workshop with Pearlann. We danced to stuff from Contact. The combination was Simply Irresistible, and we were cheeseballs. Pearlann is just so tiny and full of dance-wisdom! And she had paint on her wrists and feet. I am excited to be here all summer.

Overslept a bit and ended up going to Mafia Night in the car of William with chrisamaphone. As I was leaving Donner, some guy asked me why I was dressed like a man (black trousers, white shirt, white suspenders, black shoes), if I was in a movie or something, to which I responded, "oh, it's Mafia Night." He repeated what he had said, I repeated what I had said, and I left him very confused. William's car has little nametags up for him and Chris, like on the school bus I took to the club. The only difference was that it didn't say which grade they were in. They spoke in whispery voices and were also dressed for the occasion. William sported a smart suit and retrieved a sunglass attachment for his eyeglasses from his trunk upon our arrival. Chrisamaphone wore combat boots (scuffed, but perhaps her current nicest shoes), fishnets, a lacy dress, a black trenchcoat-thing, and these great lace-up fingerless fishnet glovelets and carried a violin case as a purse, complete with loose change and extra hair elastic, but without a pen. We reached the restaurant slightly after 7:30, and William looked over the tops of his shades and said "We're with the KGB." Waitress unfazed.

We made a vegetarian bloc at the end of the table: Val, Chris and me, with William as an acting vegetarian. We ate the same delicious foods: fried mozzarella (the good kind, not the kind I used to make at work), apple-gorgonzola salad (the best salads ever have cranberries and walnuts and moldy cheese), garlic bread (with big chunks of garlic!), gnocchi (I had never had it before and it and its sauce was sooo delicious) and baked ravioli ("with goat and ricotta cheeses" and delicious chunky sauce, delicious despite my strange fear of large tomato pieces). They also got a very chocolatey dessert, but I don't really go for those. Or the wine or espresso also at the table. Or the salmon that chrisamaphone and william tried. But everything was so good. The tables were split up, so I really didn't see that much of other people there, but I did notice that many among us had intricately braided hair. Most of it was multiple strands, but I'm not sure about gwillen's. Evan's was described as "mkehrt hair" because it was half up, half down. I told Val I was reading Sandman, and she pulled four books of Swamp Thing and three old DC horror comics (in the plastic and everything!) out of her backpack for loan this month. I was told to read them before I go back to Sandman.

Took a bus back. Walking to the bus stop was nice. I forgot how beautiful water looks at night flanked by tall electric-lit buildings. Bridges are pretty sweet too... Mallory's favorite bridge is the one that looks like a sine wave.

So yeah, CivE exam tomorrow. Joke! I might just start reading these comics.