what about breakfast at Tiffany's?

Tyler, Sarah and I played trivia at Fado last night. Every now and then I would get a random answer. For the record, the first Baltic nation to bug out of the Soviet Union was Lithuania. Sadly, we did not win. I blame the horrid sports round. At least I knew that college football question. I did smoke an entire pack of cigarettes yesterday.

We had a good time. I perhaps had a few too many cherry vodka sours, but they were pouring them awful heavy on the liquor. I take no responsibility for that. I can take responsibility for not eating a proper meal before I left. But it was good. The wandering minstrel played all our requests, and so I finally heard that good old Deep Blue Something song after a very long time.

It was happiness, really.

Today the Alchemy Lab updated with the Halloween scents, and a new limited edition line inspired by Poe's poems. I'm so in love with all of it. I shouldn't buy anything new, but oh I want it all. I've taken to wearing perfume every day now because I've acquired a lot of it.

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It seems like the news and the pictures get worse by the hour. We're getting a lot of calls related to refugees. Lots of kids and elderly folk with nowhere to go. The office is sponsoring a donation drive. There are a couple people here who have no idea if their family members are even alive. The gas prices go up every time I go outside.

Do you have any idea how bloody hot it is in New Orleans? I've seen projected highs in the upper 90s and there is the humidity on top of it. No wonder everyone's going mad. But I can't fucking believe people are shooting at helicopters and emergency response teams. It makes me want to cry.