Lessons learned this weekend:

1.Never be too careful when belts and duct tape are involved together. Flashing occured. Flashee, not flasher. Traumatic.

2. Groceries close early on Sunday

3. Everything tastes better with garlic sauce

Spent Saturday going to see the play "The Magic Toyshop." Slightly disturbing, but v. good. And we saw one of the actresses in Sainsburys afterward. Clearly the cool kid club place to go. Then went to Exeter's bar, which was where I learned about the belt/tape bad news combo. Also not to accept cake from the person who has just flashed you.

Sunday, completely unproductive. Went to meeting of "The Amazing Failed Novel," and it is failed for a reason. Crazy town, in a bad way. Time travel and magic were involved in the discussion, the words dystopian, bread-hair, and "too jacobean" were brought up. Peaced out of there early.

No work tonight but read Merrill's "Braving the Elements" and the whole Richard Wilbur collected poems. Read Rilke yesterday, mainly because all these are due back, so feel accomplished in personal reading, but not in reading that actually needs to be done. Learned something useful to present personal life confusion from Mr. R: Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves

Am working on seeing Macbeth. And doing laundry. Epic travels. The end.