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Wednesday, Jul. 31, 2002
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- Melanie
As I wrote here, my idea of perfect happiness is �a fine meal with friends and a view of the ocean.� Well, I got that, and then some, this weekend. I went to Fire Island. Where I hadn�t been in eight years, to visit friends I hardly get to see often enough. So what did I do? I ate cheese and corn pudding. I walked on the beach. I drank good wine and very expensive club soda. I got tattooed. I freaked out Tara (and amused Sharon) by pretending I was her lesbian lover. I saw a deer. I smelled the ocean. I saw prepubescent male strippers. I hunted wabbits. I sang in a hot tub till four in the morning (Bradley: �You�re the authority figure�you�re her father! Tell her to get out!� Brent: �She didn�t listen.�) And what did I learn? From Brent, through the ages: the importance of lipstick, and to always look your best when going to the theater. And that it only matters how you look from the front, unless you�re a guy being chased down the beach by Jim and Mel. That Jim is the perfect combination of hopelessly neurotic and endlessly endearing. That I really need a vacation. Most of all� How lucky I am to have people in my life whose friendship lasts through time and distance. And how lucky you are if you can sleep and wake to the sound of the ocean. I can still hear it singing in my ears. 
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