The Newton Free Library is just down the hill from Rami and Aya's house, and it has lots of computers and Internet access. Perfect for journaling. So I went there and wrote almost all day, shifting from computer to computer to avoid monopolizing any particular machine. I took a break to read a short story by P.G. Wodehouse. I'd heard of him before, had seen a woman on the T reading him (next to a woman reading something about how to be a lesbian, I think), and noticed his name while walking past some shelves. So I grabbed one and took a look. The story was amusing. Perhaps I shall read more of him.