Last night I went to see “The Bourne Supremecy” with Jodi, Sam, Sarah, Julie and Raymond. It was a lot of fun, though there was a bit of unintentional humor. One of the characters turns to another, at a very intense moment and says, “Can I speak with you privately?” Suddenly the lights come up and the film stops for the interval. Everyone filed out of the theater to the snack bar. So, I guess he needed a really private conversation.

This morning, I’ve had a massage. Happiness.

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