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[threeplusfire]

Yesterday was much fun.

There were many people in the apartment, being genial and noisy and drinking. I will never cease being amused by my Liberal Arts school friends yelling at football on television. Afterwards, there was yet another round of Harry Potter during which everyone but Tom fell asleep.

This afternoon, I've got a headache (hangover most likely) and the apartment is a field of beer bottles. I should clean, but first I want to eat.

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[silentjack.livejournal.com]

Field of beer bottles. Sounds like an after-school special about a cough-syrup-addicted minor league pitcher. Or a perverse nature special: observe the wanderings of the natives of this habitat. Note how the depletion of beersources has been mitigated with tall fronds of green and brown glass gently swaying in the waft of the ceiling fan...
Headache gone yet or still echoing snarky conversation?

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[tsarina.livejournal.com]

The headache has been cured by a generous dose of caffiene and fried potatoes. Mmm.

Field of Beer Bottles. I'm going to write something one day and title it that.

How are you doing?

[silentjack.livejournal.com]

I'm well. Fried potatoes are good. I've not been too productive today, but I did shake hands with the vaccuum. Actually, I were a lil produktif Heute, but in small ways. I shall email you my exploits du jour.