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It hasn't happened for a while that I'm at finn's first and alone. But that's cool, gives me a chance to collect myself, as it were. and write a bit, before conversation prevents that.

The lot I normally park in was unusually full tonight. I wonder what's going on.


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I brought the Bubble again. It's not quite usable to light xanthe's screen without holding it, which makes it hard to type. But, it does make me visible in the crowd for people showing up. And draws the occasional odd looks from across the room. ....

Well, I was JUST interupted in typing that by a -=*VERY*=- cute little thing asknig
me what it was. We chatted briefly, then she went back to her table. Perhaps shouldn't have told her I was meeting people, she did seem to fall back a tiny bit there. Ah well. I think I'll buy her table a round, 'cause THAT gets attention, no?


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her table only consists of one other person, but she seems to be deep in conversation with him.


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I said they should get a round, but they left. Ah well. This defines my life, don't be surprised.

The megan thing gets more interesting. or, at least, more concrete. Lack of confusion or ambiguity is good.

I'm home now. Still sufficiently intoxicated to pretend to be drunk, spread myself on the couch like warm butter, and finish west wing. then bed.

I love you all. As it were.


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