03-18-03 - 8:12 a.m.
so he brought me turquoise and silver earrings from an indian flea market and we rolled around in bed and yesterday we sat in the bathtub, gently arguing about life according to the articles of adultery while berries and her beau shopped for the perfect mustard for corned beef that simmered all day in a crock pot. the four of us ate at the dining room table, less like a family than two incongrous couples on a double date, and my codger made small talk with spencer about work at a spice factory. spencer, whose gorgeous platinum locks are temporarily neon pink, and whose lower lip is pierced with a silver ring, wore a tie for the occasion.