today

many happy hours with styron, who thankfully does not write like saul bellow as i feared. movie with yen ida jianyi dom wendy and their psc friend ken at the new arts house. the show was torremolinos 73, viewed in a very cozy, teal-lit theater that reminded me of cat's cradle in chapel hill, then to a food court after that for them to get dinner. ida never seems to age; it is most unfair. abandoned them to other friends for prata and dou hua supper at rochor, and now, home, stuffed to the gills, and not really looking forward to waking up early tomorrow (4 duke interviews to give in the morning, starting at 9.) still, a good day, all things considered. bed.