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Many funs last night with city_of_dis--who is, incidentally, a cheap drunk--and icayrus--who totally broke with stereotype and was up late--and Boy 3, who may or may not live on The Interwebs, so we'll just call him Mr.Tall.

The spinach lasagna and chocolate-covered strawberries were delicious, but the company was more deliciouser.

Also, twelvefootnine was forced to bring Shaolin Soccer over, and then I demaned that he stay, and he did.

I enjoyed our zombie-android-fetish discussion on the porch when I had my first two cigarettes in two and a half years resisted temptation and did not smoke.

I drank more than anybody but Scott (who showed up late, sure) but was Less Drunkenly than everybody else.

Thank you, liver.

I will miss you when you are gone.

Also, my friends are made of Awesome and Raw Meat and Bonus Points and the Component Elements of Pinatas, but not necessarily in that order.

benjamin
Who may be in The Land of a Thousand Dial-Ups for the weekend, so excuse me if I don't kiss you goodnight, interwebs...

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Yeah, it's late.
Shut up.



 bertozzi is full of awesome, and if you aren't reading his journal and checking out his work over at act_i_vate, then I'm going to live forever just so I can piss on your grave.

*smooches*

benjamin[Unknown site tag]

I SOUND LIKE SUCH A WHINEY BASTARD

We're so fucking spoiled. All of us.

Using dial-up is like trying to punch a cow until it becomes a medium-rare steak.

With mushrooms and onions.

b