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Friday
8 December 2000
 

 

 

11 36 am pst   [ new word ]

"My new word of the day is neologism. It means 'new word' so I have to love it."

neologism       \nee-AH-luh-jih-zum\   (noun)
    1 : a new word, usage, or expression
    2 : a meaningless word coined by a psychotic

My new word of the week is demulcent, which means soothing. I'd already told him about it. I long for his demulcent caresses.

demulcent       \dih-MUL-sunt\   (adjective)
    : soothing

"Yesterday I learned about a new religion."

"Oh! What?

He proceeded to tell me about Jainism.

I adore talking to him while he's on his commute. I adore talking to him at anytime. I called last night before bed to report on my absolutely amazing birthday party.

We were supposed to number 8, but by the time we reached the restaurant we were down to 5, which turned out to be perfect. I was joined by Doyle (a co-worker), Kim (Matthew's sister), Karina and Jo (both friends from Berkeley). When we arrived at Benihana, Christian (whom I met on Halloween) was waiting with flowers, appologizing that he couldn't stay because his babysitter for the evening had flaked. I wish he could have stayed, but it was so sweet of him to come by and make his appologies in person.

I had requested chef John when I made the reservation, because he was so wonderful the first time I was at Benihana. To my delight, none of my companions had been to Benihana before, so the teppanyaki experience was a surprise to all of them (except Jo, who had been to Benihana when she was ten). I had brought a book of questions (The Conversation Piece 2) and though Doyle rolled his eyes when I whipped it out, we were shortly engaged in rapid conversation with regards to the inquiries we took turns reading.

After hearing about eighteen renditions of Happy Birthday followed by If You're Happy and You Know It Clap Your Hands in Japanese we were full and happy and begining to feel pressured by the fact that the restaurant employees were turning off lights and there was only one other table with partons remaining.

It was a magnificent evening -- possibly the best birthday I can ever remember having. I wish Alexandra hadn't had an essay due, Charles hadn't had band practice, Christian had a better babysitter, Michael hadn't gone missing in action, and Matthew was in town, but eveything really was perfect and I went home with an armful of flowers and balloons, as well as my precious Benihana birthday polaroid.

 

 

 

3 years ago: Too much schoolwork today.

 

2 years ago: I told a man at the bar that it was my birthday and he bought me a drink, another Sloe Screw.

 

1 year ago: She's right; writing in a vacuum just isn't fun. So today I am soliciting e-mail. You can fill in as little or as much as you want, but please at least send me your name.

 

 

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