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07 February 2002

Look, if you're going to ask to be hosted, then you could at least have the courtesy to reply when we ask you what you want your directory name to be!

So, in the past week or so, I was mad at Arney. But now it's all okay. He even wrote me a note! That brightened my day.

Highlight: Italian Village!! Liz and I were walking around, looking for someplace to eat, rather unsuccessfully. So we walk back to the hotel, and ask for suggestions of restaurants. The guy there suggests three, and only one sounded good (the others were pubs.. hmmm): the Italian Village. We set off towards IV, and along the way there was this group of guys behind us. Liz decided we wanted to eat with them, so she just turns around casually and asks, "Do you need reservations for the Italian Village?" To my utter surprise, they responded, "Yeah, but you can eat with us." I could not believe it! I seriously thought they would have just said yeah. Therefore, we tagged along with them to the restaurant where the rest of their huge group waited. It was pretty awkward, let me tell you that. We go upstairs and there aren't enough seats. Gaah. Liz coolly spots an empty booth for two and suggests to the maitre'd that we be allowed to sit there alone. And we get it. They were totally all fawning over us (the waiters). It was great! Damn city that I live in sure doesn't have a restaurant like it.