For Christmas 2008, my boyfriend, Stephen, bought me another "paperblanks" journal, same size and format as Volume One, different cover. Going up to someone with a completely empty journal is a bit daunting, and I had also decided that I would have one self-imposed rule: no entries from people I know. 100% strangers 100% of the time (we'll see how I do on that one .... stay tuned).
Stephen and I were at the Horseshoe one night and, just as I had started off in Dublin, I thought I'd ask a bartender. I already had an entry from Bob, so I asked Mimi.
This is Stephen's favourite entry. It's a bit special when people give up things that have a history, that they've been carrying with them for a good extent of time.
As Lee pointed out, this is indeed my favourite entry. I can't help but form a mental image of Mimi breaking in to the apartment so that the poor cats didn't starve to death. Or maybe she did the responsible thing (?) and spoke to the landlord. But she says that she is only now grown-up and responsible, so who knows?
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