outlets of penang (the restaurant) are spreading like kudzu over the continental united states, and people keep wanting to bring me there. the branch we have here seems to be better than the ones i've been to in NC and NYC, although they did manage to ask us about a dozen times if we were done and needed the check (we weren't). the nasi lemak was tasty, and incredibly good value for money. out-of-town andrea showed up late because of a delayed greyhound, and picked disconsolately at the remains of a yam basket while we talked about the beckett centennial and N's bizzare love affair with the music of bob dylan. there were enormous bowls of green tea ice cream afterwards, which i could not manage because it was about my third dinner for the day. no one had a car, and to prove how safe the city is, someone insisted that we walk at least part of the way home, which we did, and it is.

#26 - Coming to the end of a physically exhausting day, and looking at bed, and contemplating what a wonderful, wonderful thing sleep is