Thursday, January 14, 2010
at this time
It's Thursday. I jumped on my golf cart, drove over to Barnes and Nobel, hooked up my computer, bought a frappachino, and I'm now in business. The kids are here from Chelsea, equipped with the residue of colds. Liam is as charming as ever, and has made his first airplane flight without a stumble or a fuss. He spent his trip flirting with the women in the seats behind him.
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