This evening dined with Mr. Jason, and my lady Betty, and her gentleman, which occasioned our thinking and remarking upon the happy life that we live now, having we nothing to care for but ourselves. Mr. Jason treated me most nobly, procuring a great platter of ribbonned dough seasoned in the Sicilian manner, and many flagons of ale and a bottle of wine, which was of very great flavour.

All our discourse and others are of his excellency's election, and we begin to speak of it very freely, and of Mr. Dean's outcry and of Mr. Kerry, who does wish to renounce the parliament and reside at his excellency's manse, supplanting his excellency thereby. Strange how these people do now promise anything: to each pauper a station, to each guild a full purse of coin, to each gentleman wisened with years a vessel of chemist's physic. I pray God to keep me from being too much lifted up thereby.

After that we went forth onto the high street and looked to buy a pair of tanned boots of sorrel hue and belt and hose, and finding none, after that Mr. Jason and the other gentleman led us to Brittania Tavern in Saint Monica's Lane, where Mr. H— and Mr. S— were, and we drank a great deal more of ale, and malted whiskey, and outside smoked the tobacco weed, and they paid all.

From thence to the Yankee Doodle tavern, where standing at the door Miss D— comes by, with her gentleman, and the two of them appearing very fond and loving to the other, and filled with drink. It pleasing us to admit them into our companie, we entered the tavern thusly and much merry making and reverie did come to pass, whilst betimes our gentlemen made to wager after the carom of the billiard.

After that took leave of our friends, who each of them was very sorry to part with us and such, and returned by my lady's carriage to Brent's Wood, and disembarking at the mews, retired by a lift conveyance to our dwelling flat, wherein we sat and talked, and beheld the television device before repairing to our respective chambers.

While in the midst of my ablutions and preparation for the bedchamber, did rang out from the telephone apparatus the announcement of my gentleman's very presence at the vestibule of our dwelling abode, though he bade us farewell but three quarters of the hour past. Still sleepy with drink and attired for the night, yet i took the gentleman into my chambers upstairs, and there did we dally a great while, drinking a mild beverage and talking till the gentleman began to be most loving to me and kind, whereupon was sustained the Latin nulla puella negat, but happily.

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1 Your best yet, Annika. Pepys is proud. Do nice girls ever say no?

Posted by: Hugo at February 07, 2004 02:51 PM (R7IeP)

2 Right. OK. Fine. But didya get any?????? to each gentleman wisened with years a vessel of chemist's physic. Victorian Viagra! (Wonder if that'll have a hope in hell of getting through Pixy's Blacklist?) Beautifully done.

Posted by: Light & Dark at February 07, 2004 09:15 PM (Hrm9v)

3 Bravo! Excellente tournure. Kevin

Posted by: Kevin Kim at February 08, 2004 06:23 AM (WOf5M)

4 Actually, this version is somehow much more interesting than Peyps's.

Posted by: Matt Rustler at February 08, 2004 05:26 PM (of2d1)

5 "Pepys's," that is.

Posted by: Matt Rustler at February 08, 2004 05:27 PM (of2d1)

6 thanks, my pepys. i mean peeps.

Posted by: annika! at February 08, 2004 06:02 PM (TGZxa)

7 Prithee m'lady understand how her beauty of posting device has left us in a most betimely state of awe! Oh...and, hope the sex was great, too!

Posted by: Tuning Spork at February 08, 2004 06:31 PM (tN726)

8 A most delightful tale of merriment and mirth.

Posted by: Tiger at February 09, 2004 08:16 AM (qWgy0)

9 That is one of the best posts I have ever seen, on any blog. How creative!!

Posted by: ginger at February 09, 2004 11:12 AM (WX5CY)

10 find 'em, feed 'em, fuck 'em, forget 'em.

Posted by: JimmyCrackCorn at February 09, 2004 11:22 AM (/vawD)

11 nulla puella negat 1. "No young women says not" 2. "No young woman/girl refuses/denies [none/anything]" 3. "She refused me nothing"

Posted by: The Agnostic at February 09, 2004 04:27 PM (e09SV)

12 I don't know much about trackback, Annie, but I think yours may be malfunctioning. I linked to this post yesterday, but it's not showing up.

Posted by: Matt Rustler at February 09, 2004 09:17 PM (of2d1)

13 Ya know, letters to Penthouse usually work better when they're written in English.

Posted by: Victor at February 10, 2004 10:46 AM (L3qPK)

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