It's five am, and I have slept perhaps a little since going to bed. I really did have a full sleep on the couch, protected from all the hubbub and excitement. It's just as well, with that dream about Lindstrom breaking into the house, then the kid Jesus turning the water into wine. I think George and Jeffrey brought with them some of the mystical madness from the mansion, since things were fairly calm here before their arrival. But it is good to have them here, if rather strange. I have never been friends before with a same sex couple, much less when they happen to be two catholic priests. Well, excommunicated Catholic priests I would now imagine. This house is getting crowded, and this morning arrives Jesús. I am looking forward to his arrival...
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