Puck came over in the wee hours Thursday night on their way home for Yom Kippur - I'd forgotten they don't have classes on Fridays anymore. I slid over in the bed and we had nice snuggles until I had to wake up for work.
I went to Papacookie Friday night and Storm introduced me to her younger sister, Hannah. Richard wasn't there, but he left instructions that no one was to take photos in his absence, so instead we all drew pictures with pencils and crayons. I drew an abstract of the first performer at the piano in a style reminiscent of Cy Twombly and Picasso. Storm drew quite a good sketch of me, since she was sitting behind me.
Since I wasn't allowed to take pictures of the performers, I took one of the view outside the apartment, facing Midtown:
When I got home, I found that Puck had left me about a dozen little love notes all over the apartment. Here's a sample of them:
On my eye makeup remover in the bathroom cabinet
"Look at all those books! Someone really intelligent must live here.... <3 P"
On my framed copy of "An Out of Doors Study" by John Singer Sargent: "What great taste you have! You surround yourself with so much beauty ... it is a pleasure to be around you <3 P"
Today I went to the Poly Pride Rally, which wasn't much of a rally because so few people showed up, maybe 50-60 at the most. But I had a nice time with a few of the Open Love NY people who came, and just sitting outside on a perfect, cloudless day and reading my book.
Katie and Dave
Now to wrap up a few more preparations for tomorrow before I got to sleep. I'm sure I'll have lots to write next time.
