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I finished "Greenwitch" by Susan Cooper. At 130 pages, it was a quick read, but very enjoyable. I would like to start on the next installment, but realized last night that I didn't purchase it, when I thought I had. Which is kind of like walking up a flight of stairs and thinking you have an extra step when if fact you don't.

I think I'll move on to the next installment of Harry Potter, instead. This is the best time for me to read something like that--when it's no longer fashionable to do so.

Last night, I traveled to Boston to visit my buddy Michael. Michael, as you may recall, worked with me last summer and is now studying at Tufts to be a doctor. He always reminds me of Tennessee William' description of Dr. Sugar in the written script of Suddenly Last Summer, although I don't think he's much interested in performing lobotomies. He's a great guy, and I haven't seen much of him since he started his schoolwork (although understandably so).

We ended up going out to the Phoenix Lounge in Cambridge.

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There's a strange noise coming from upstairs!

What could it be?

a) Is someone really constipated?
b) Is the cat in heat?
c) Is Josie up there singing karaoke?

You be the judge!