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Sunday
18 November 2001
 

 
"He says you have to come, if only for the decorations. Apparently the girls have done the place up like someone's prom with blue crepe paper and stars on the walls." So we went.
 

 
We went to a party at Matthew's old house. They had a disco ball and seven CDs of burned music from various decades. We danced and Matthew helped dust off the keg. I suck down and took a picture of myself in the bathroom mirror I used to take pictures in whenever I visited Matthew.
 

 
We left a bit early and decided we needed to see the meteor shower from somewhere really spectacular. Along with the dozens (hundreds?) who had the same idea, we snuck onto the golf course in Tilden. We watched the sky light up as we walked six holes. We didn't get home until 3:30 am.
 

 
The next morning, we drove down to LA...