News update

So, yeah, building on the Upper East Side went boom and fell down. 'Bout five blocks west of me.

In the odd event that anyone was wondering, I'm okay. Didn't even realize it had happened until the smoke had already died down.

On a different note

I don't know if I should start making my own quote list, or whether it'd be redundant in light of what my friends have gathered.

"She says after the betrothal she wants to sit in a beach chair in the sun all day and not do anything, and drink those disgusting drinks with the fruit on a stick in them, and all night -- she said -- she's sure they'll be able to think of something to do. Good God, Miles, my own mother!"
"How did you think she got to be your mother?"

--Memory