Dreamed of seeing Phil Collins caught by the police after sneaking off a subway train; going to prison myself, and being mistaken by a fellow prisoner for someone who'd put him away and caused him to lose his home.
Had a Lunch Club Meetup at the Butler's Pantry in Mirvish Village. There were five people, including a new Korean couple. I had scrambled eggs with very spicy sausages.
Dinner was pizza. Father ordered one with onions and I had to pick them out before eating it. I wish he'd told me that he was going to order it, then I could have come along and specified what I wanted.
Went to the first Singles Over 40 Meetup. 23 people RSVPed that they were coming, so Helene rented a room in the Carrot Common, but only ten showed up. (More women RSVPed, but more men came.) I wore my black suit. We talked about dating, but I didn't have much to contribute.
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