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November 23, 1999


All morning I've been singing the "you can fly" song from the Disney version of Peter Pan. I have no idea why.

Last night was my friend Lani's birthday. We all went out to this swank place called "La Dolce Vita"; I thought it was supposed to be a dessert place, and it is, but really it's more of a subdued lounge for people with lots of pocket money. It was very nice. Chic coctails, fancy desserts and coffees (served with rock candy stirrers -yum!), even caviar and oysters. We've made an unofficial pact to save our pennies and go there once every 1-2 months. It was a nice place to sit and chat for a couple of hours and if I was a cigar smoker, I'd be more than in love with the place. However, I do not smoke cigars.