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it feels odd transitioning back to normal entries after the last two. Bill and Harley had little tiny bottles of flavored vodka -- a sampler, basically -- so Billy and I played what-does-each-of-these-taste-like-mixed-with-Sprite and determined that lemon makes it taste like Sprite but burn like vodka, lime makes it taste EXACTLY like Fruit Loops, strawberry makes it taste repulsive, strawberry plus raspberry was divisive with me saying "college" and Billy saying "armpit", and black cherry makes it taste like awesome.

and now, bedwards. or couchwards, rather (I've been sleeping on it for the last week as my bed location and my toe are a very bad combination). but really I'm already couchwards (because really I'm living out here, and my laptop is therefore out here) so really it's upstairs, pajamawards, painkillerwards, then back to couchwards. which is starting to sound like I'm setting wards on my couch, because I've been catching up on Harry Potter. the end.