Last night, Sarah and I decided that we needed to treat ourselves after yesterday’s retroreflective torture. We rented Triplets of Belleville and watched it while enjoying pizza and red wine. Afterwards we went to Vegamót for dessert. The sweets cost us 20 points in the fitness contest, but it was so worth it.
I got a box from Rob with mail, some clothes I’d left, and a new book called Yeats is Dead. I’ll give you a review of the book when I’ve read it.
