2nd October 1999 Friday
I haven't had anything to complain about in what feels like a long time. It's weird. I might like it.
Antonin I've begun to overdose on domestic bliss. I need to get gnomes or harpies or something drunk, and more importantly, me drunk. Feel like a night out? Tomorrow? Maybe come to dinner first and then we can set out on a mission.
Katharina I've invited Antonin to dinner tomorrow night.