28 November 2001 - 6:31 p.m.

Today has been ridiculously marvelous. After about a two weeks of consecutively craptastic days in Boston, it was absolutely perfect. The funny thing is, it wasn't just one thing that happened that made the day wonderful. In fact, nothing particularly wonderful happened. Today felt like spring. This sounds really horrid, but I think a big part of why today was marvelous is that I haven't had to be social. I have gone to class, practiced, rehearsed with orchestra ... but then in my "free" time I read all of the wonderful Anne Lamott book and listened to lots of Ella Fitzgerald and took little baby naps. I didn't have to be nice to anyone. I didn't have to try. The only person I had to talk to at all was Ellen, and with Ellen ... it's never trying. When it's just Ellen and I sitting there I never feel like she expects me to do anything or say anything. I can just be ... and we're both happy. So, Little Frave, if you ever read this, you should know that you are the most bestest wonderfullest person in this whole wide city and I adore you!

This is not to say that I do not adore the rest of y'all in Chesaning or Boston ... I just do not have enough time to list all of the wonderful reasons why I love each of you. If you would like a list of the reasons I love you, e-mail or IM me, and I'll tell you all of them. Anyhow. I should run to my little job now.

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