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Our honor was just defended by Remus Lupin, of the wizard rock band, when some drunk frat boys tried to push their way into the party on the 48th floor. I did not die from the floor to ceiling windows, but I was totally thinking we might have to have a knowck down drag out in the hallway by the elevator. There were not strippers, sadly. I've drunk far, far too many very large cups of mildly diluted alcohol so now I must sleep.

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I've eaten pretty well here, many omelets full of crawfish and shrimp. I tasted the platonic ideal of french toast today, and had a lot of coffee. It's a good thing. I just came back from the lesbian pool party, and there was much swimming. This morning I went to Cedar's drabble panel and it was the awesome. Tonight is authors and artists night, which I am very much looking forward to and involving lots of fun things. For now, I debate the purchase of yet more candy and the outcome of today's Preakness.