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Returned early from Mint Manor yesterday due to a variety of circumstances, mostly lack of funds.

Didn't care to return home; disembarked early and wandered to Washington Square Park. Watched group of acrobats perform for the crowd. Good entertainers.

Wandered back down to sixth avenue. Called mother. Begged her to come out and meet me. She came, we went to see a movie. The Importance of Being Earnest. Decent adaptation; nothing special.

Came home with mother, discussing family's woeful monetary difficulties and both daughters' lack of goals and focus. Watched Becket, mother's favourite film. Peter O'Toole, you know. Have a Peter O'Toole fascination since Gina and I stumbled upon a Charlie Rose interview with the actor on Friday night. Amazing blue eyes. Since O'Toole happens to be mother's favourite actor and Becket her favourite movie, choice was appropriate.

Richard Burton impressive beyond belief. I only knew him as The White Knight from the PBS airing of the 1980's Broadway production of Alice in Wonderland.

A-sitting on a gate...

Burton impressive.

Still no goal or focus. Lack of caffeine contributing to excessive sleeping and current headache. What shall I do with my life? Money seems to be an extremely important factor, as we don't have any. At all. And yet somehow are going on trips to Sweden and buying laptops. I don't understand this.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:55 PM | shower me with attention