Dreamed of sitting near Brooke Shields in a restaurant, hearing her say "I have many talents," and silently guffawing (like in the story I'm writing).
Went to the Royal Ontario Museum and saw the Beatrix Potter exhibit "Peter Rabbit's Garden." (I would have seen a movie instead, but I was late.)
John and the girls came over for dinner, which was vegetarian lasagna.
Baked rye bread overnight.
Printed out my September diary entries.
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