Last night I had a disturbing dream involving a 50 something year old man masturbating in an elevator. Sigh. Once I got to work I soothed myself with pictures of tough cats and marbles and kooky kids and carousels. Aah.
Dinner at Florenzia 13 again tonight. This time we were clever: we have made a reservation. The people who run it are very lovely but also pretty hopelessly disorganized so I'm not sure how much difference a booking will make. We'll see. Fingers crossed.
The pares have landed! They're spending the next few days in Cleveland with my grandma. I have a big list of things to do and buy before they get here. I may have mentioned this before but that's because I am SLIGHTLY OBSESSED. I gotta find some goddamn chairs.
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