Crappy, mon. I just found a letter to my dear friend Andrea, dated 11.4.98, never got sent. Damn, never even got finished. 3 pages, and it ends in the middle of a sentence. I do that all the time.

I am glad I brought my scarf with me today. And my hat and my mittens and of course, of course, my coat. -5 F (-20 C) is not pretty. Well, I guess it could be pretty, but it's not pleasant unless you are looking at it from inside.

I wish to say ATU Yellow Pages, mainly because it was the first thing I saw. Originally I was going to say lala, but everyone says that, you know? I gotta be different from everyone else, just like everyone else gots to be different. Hope you caught that.

My sister's kitty nearly fell in the turtle terrarium the other day. He usually sits on top, because it has a light bulb and is warm, but this time when he jumped up the lid was open and he had his paws on both sides and his fat tummy hanging down in the middle. He managed to get out, but we were all laughing at him, and he was deeply offended.

My kitty, of course, is much more graceful. She doesn't try to sit up there anyway.