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in open doldrums oceans of unknowable emotions

by mg at 03:00 PM on February 24, 2002

On Friday, me, Space, Miss B, and Michele got together for a night of frivolity and mayhem. I couldn't hope to explain Friday night's gathering any more ably, amusingly, or arbitrarily than Michele, so why try?

Besides, if I said any more, Id only be incriminating myself further. So just go here and read it for yourself.

On Saturday night me, space, miss b, conor (the most infrequent Samaritan) and quicksilver (part of bs: tng) got together for another night of illicit affairs. Luckily for those of us intending to record the event, Michele wasn't around on Saturday, so the rest of us have a chance of chronicling the night without the overwhelming stage fright of comparison.

Unfortunately, Im still entirely too tired and word-short to relate the events of the night now. Let's just say for now that it's been a long drunken weekend, one Im sure not to forget a long time, as soon as I can remember it.

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pictures. are there pictures? there should be pictures.

by kd at February 25, 2002 2:03 AM

Space took pictures. Look to Space for pictures.

by mg at February 25, 2002 12:49 PM

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