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Utterly exhausted, hungry and just out of my skull. I shouldn't have stayed up til 6am talking D&D with the boys. The sad part is that I've got all my stats down, but have yet to decide whether I'm playing a girl or a boy. I'm a sorcerer nonetheless, and my charisma is 19 + 4, mwuhahah. Fear me, and do anything I tell you to do.

It's cracked, because we are all a startlingly attractive bunch of people. Fun, fun. I think we will play every Wednesday night.

My grandparents leave tomorrow. I'm sad. I wish I could have spent more time with them. They tell good stories, and I learned a lot about the trial for my great uncle's murder, how to give the curse of blindness in Greek and such things.

So not wanting to go to work.

My pie crusts came, in a huge box packed with lots of refrigeration packs and styrofoam. It turns out they want me to make one crust pies, and they sent me four crusts instead of two. So there will be a lot of pie in the house soon.

I wish I could just curl up on Rach's bed and make insane comments while she types, instead of doing anything else.

Must not drive home after dawn again. Distinctly weird experience.