Notes for this entry were lost.
Logan, his coworker Josh N, and an old classmate named Alexis came up to stay for a couple of days. It was an experience seeing Alexis for the first time since high school; she existed in my memory only as "that Latina with the booty." (The description is accurate, if shallow.) A large party sprung up, with appearances by Sara, Elizabeth and a friend from South Carolina, Malcolm, Peter, Nathan, Iris, Alaric, and Saint Michael; Katie, Sean and Becky showed up later on. Highlights of the evening included a much-needed walk with Logan and the return of Shots Iris. I also enjoyed a cigar with Alaric, who attained a monk-like state of calmness after smoking an entire stogie alone. I derived less enjoyment from an overly intoxicated Becky, settling on acute guilt instead.
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