F came by late this afternoon for some cay (Turkish tea) and we sat outside in the 74 degree temp and drank our tea from green crystal Turkish cups and saucers. I caught her all up on the latest drama – she was floored that all this nonsense is directed at me when I was the one who was assaulted at my own Turkish party! – and she said she’s in with me for Mardi Gras and fuck a bunch of girls who use subtraction instead of addition. We discussed potential costumes – I said I might do Kitty Cat version #26 and she said she wanted to wear a ball gown.
G drove up while we were rocking on the front porch and came in to use the computer and I left for the gym – she left me a note that said “Smile, you are loved!” that I found when I came back from Pilates.