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   Tuesday, July 23, 2002

QUEEN OF THIS SUMMER HOTEL

Busily preparing the house for the imminent arrival of my friend Tara from Hamilton, who'll be staying with me this evening. I'm not used to guests -- I bought a sofa-bed a couple years ago for exactly this purpose but tonight's the first time it will be used (as a bed, anyway). I imagine I'll be sleeping on it -- it's a safer bet than getting poor Tara out here for a possibly uncomfortable night's sleep. If anyone's going to be a guinea pig, it should be me. In the meantime, I've got to put my laundry away so I don't look like a complete and utter slob (still trying to find that happy medium between sloth and neat-freak) and get off to meet her at the bus station. It's been too long and I'm really looking forward to seeing her again.

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