heh. i was just wondering, while struggling unsuccesfully to do my readings last night, if i shouldn't try eve's recipe for brain juice to get through the rest of this week, and found su-lin thinking the same. dare i try? but both instant coffee and coke can be got downstairs. it sound completely heinous. i suppose the sheer horror is what keeps you awake.

i've just been thinking how much the cassons feel like family - to our set anyway. all of the girls, with the exception of poach, are like caddy. you can't help but adore rose and her anger and her letters (soup soup soup and it was all gone.) their whimsy and chaos, their wilfulness and capacity for fierce love, their facility for laughter and their sweeping acceptance of the world - is so like us. and they are flawed too, and we see the same flaws in ourselves.