Dearest Diary,
There is much to ponder tonight. On more sensitive matters, a friend has taken ill, though I understand she is well looked after. I myself am feeling less than perfect though have little to complain about when I hear of the struggles around me. A touch of weakness is hardly cause for alarm in my case.
Before such ailments had befallen me, however, I was able to visit with a gentleman who is apt to provide the background for such courtly dances and ballrooms. He claims he is a musician. He was of little help to me, however in acquiring the materials I needed for my music lessons this week. The gentleman additionally claims to be a merchant of such a degree.
I had made a promise to you during the autumn months that should I have the pleasure of being introduced to any gentlemen who might desire to recreate the occasion on another day, I would advise you of said introductions. I believe Mr. Varney falls into this category. I also stated, however that it is of no difference whether I care to repeat the event myself, and in this case, I would be all too delighted if the gentleman never did call. But he satisfies the criteria I remitted to you before. And so with a goal of obtaining 5 such encounters per week, I shall place a check next to number one.
Perhaps I may do so again, tomorrow...
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