hasn't anyone heard of ci di wu yin san bai liang?

i hadn't even said anything and julian has posted a defence of himself.

so now i have to accuse.

well i was genuinely hurt and felt that more planning should have been done, such as for alternative day trips, and i did complain bitterly that i had to do awkward things to my travel schedule in order to plan around this beaufort business, and how i shan't be able to look the harvard english dgs in the eye again, especially when he had written me a mail a few days ago suggesting that the dolphins were "most improbable" and that there was still time to go back for the harvard open house, only by then i was already here. julian says that there was no undue pressure applied, but he used: a) previous guilt: reminding me that i had said i would go to his concert at duke last year but didn't in the end b) potential guilt: that i ought to be here to see himself and regard dolphins as a bonus, and not a deciding factor and c) tantalising lures, knowing very well that anyone raised on l'engle will not pass up a chance to see dolphins. naturally then anyone who's suffered through 7 hours on a bus for the express purpose of seeing dolphins would be very cross, if these dolphins do not materialise, would not they? julian tried to bribe me with a milkshake at the old-fashioned soda fountain, but i said i was implacable and he could try again in ten minutes, whereupon i crawled off to bed to nurse the fragments of my shattered vision and fell asleep. two hours later i woke with a certainty that i had lost my bus ticket home, which julian rescued for me from the waste paper basket, whereupon i forgave him instantaneously. then we went to dinner at the royal james cafe, and it is just as well i wouldn't be bribed with a milkshake, because the soda fountain was closed and i would have been even crosser.

and that closes the matter.