27 October 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

I found Olga at the cafe in the American Wing with her Russian aunt talking on her cellphone.

We walked to the Lincoln Center through Central Park with me holding Olga's left hand and her aunt holding the other.  We stopped at the Boathouse where I had whiskey and coffee, and then I said goodbye and went to work.

At work, 6 or 7 grown men ended up huddled around the computer in N13, completely baffled as to what to do about it.

Later on, Merrie called.  Then, Olga called and told me about the opera she had just seen.  She told me to sleep late tomorrow so I wouldn't fall asleep while I was hanging out with her.