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Sunday, July 27, 2003 It's Sunday but I didn't remember it when I woke up this morning. I thought it might be Monday and I needed to be at the gym at 6:30 AM and I had forgotten to charge my iPod's battery and then I needed to go to work and I was stressing out. So much tension and I wasn't even fully awake! Well ... Friday evening M.A., Miguel and I went to Pilar's and stayed and stayed and stayed until about 7:30 AM. Actually Miguel left a little earlier. And Monse wasn't there because she has left for a week-long yoga retreat at the Catskills. It was a mellow yet very enjoyable night and I am still amazed at our own capacity for non-stop conversation. I thought M.A. and I were the die-hards but Pilar is proving to be just as bad, or just as good, depending on your standpoint. Before dinner, while M.A. was preparing the food in the kitchen, I was doing Pilar's make-up. She hardly ever wears anything but eye-liner so it was fun to play around with other products. I still think I should have gone with a darker eyeshadow. Late into the night I dozed off on the couch for a while and when I woke up I was ready to hit some after-hours club for a little dancing. It never happened, of course. Finally we decided to go home. M.A. and I walked a few blocks with the blender that is now as part of me as my head and then I got into a cab. Unfortunately the doorman on duty was the same as on Wednesday morning and he had the same little sardonic smile plastered on his face. I think the guy is not aware of the risks he is taking. If I come home in the early morning again I will have to kill him to save my reputation. Saturday I picked up Melissa to take her to the movies. We went to the Kips Bay theaters and watched Charlie's Angels. I managed to sleep through a portion of it, through the blasting music, but what I saw of it I loved. I was impressed with the stilettos the Angels were wearing as well as with the constantly changing hair-dos and make-up. I was less impressed with Demi Moore's body, which I find a little too masculine, fake boobs notwithstanding. She has no hips and no waist. And her face is too thin now. Mind you, this is an actress I used to find drop dead gorgeous. Saturday night was nothing to write home about. I called in for some Japanese food, watched America's Most Wanted and fell asleep. I have to get ready now. I will be meeting Pilar and two other girls (well, women) in a couple of hours. We are going to the airport to pick up Marita. 9:25 AM
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