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I felt very dragged out and lethargic. I decided to take this seriously. I downed Vitamin C and water, gloated over my birthday presents, glared at my book and did a little work on stuff that will probably happen in Chapter 4, involving new characters. It's mostly notes, so I'm not posting a word-count, but it is cheering to have.

Lydy made dinner -- corn tortillas, refried beans heated up, fried peppers and onions, chopped cilantro and scallions for the top, with cheese for the non-dairy-challenged. It was very nice indeed to just come and sit down and eat something somebody else had prepared. She wouldn't let me clean up, either.

I got several washerloads of dishes dealt with because I didn't have to cook. I read some more in STEALING THE ELF-KING'S ROSES -- no, I tell a lie, I did no such thing. Eric called to tell me I'd left my pillbox at his place, and I called him back and asked if I'd left my book too, and I had. He had the day off work but had to teach in the evening. We had a nice comfortable coze about the birthday party. He really did have a good time and liked my blood family and my family by marriage, at least the parts he met.

Watched two episodes of "Buffy" with Raphael. I think we must have started Season Seven that evening. Cautious optimism ensued. Very cautious.

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