Monday, February 11, 2008

Maeve tells me that my brother Charlie was in a foul mood the other evening.

"Well, you know, he'd gotten up at ten to meet you - which is way too early for him - so he was really cranky. He made me make him a hot chocolate, which I did. Then he said,

"Nobody likes you. You're horrible. Everybody loves me. I'm beautiful."

He had gotten up 'early' in order to go vintage suit shopping with me. Then was piqued that we failed to find a mod, 34S suit for under $100.

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