Updates, or something recent? Hmm, I think I’ll begin with what’s happening now. I’m in Manuel’s room with Dona and Maran in tow, and Dona’s making some risotto allo zafferano. We’re listening to Lou Reed and the evening is nice and cool. And maybe we’ll catch a sneak preview at Cinema later tonight.

Sounds bloody normal, right? I suppose it is.

Well, I suppose it’s time for the updates then. Tolis’ little dinner party was brilliant: Greek, intimate and enjoyable. The kid proved to be quite a cook. If you weren’t there, I guess you were square. I wonder what Marco made of the group email we sent him. I suppose what he always makes of us crazy tools. We pretty much massacred the traditional dance, by the way.

Later, there ws the little after-dinner game of Asshole and Kemps. In the former, I was Maria’s adorable intern, she being the Vice-President. If you don’t know the game, ask Useless McGyver. Then again, better not. As for Kemps, well, Marco, I can officially say we suck together as partners cuz Chiara makes a much better one.

That and she’s prettier than you helps a dozen. ;)

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