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I forgot to report on yesterday. I took the day off, spent the morning engaged in my ideal writing process--write, ask myself some questions, nap, wake up with answers, write some more--then went out with Phyllis. We went to a Vogue Beauty School and got facials from students for cheap; an hour long, and it was sooooooo nice. And did I say, cheap? Then we went to eat at a very cool Asian buffet, both the space and food were enjoyable. And then we went to see The Hours, which, frankly, depressed me, and I'm not at all sure I liked it. I've decided that Meryl Streep is hard for me to take. She's so fraught. The whole thing was very claustrophobic. When Claire Danes appeared onscreen I found myself desperately relieved--thank god, fresh air.

Anyway, a good afternoon off, and it was very needed.