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For the second weekend since I've been back: same clothes for the 3rd day, two straight nights of 151. Oh dear. Thursday was theatre and then increasingly drunken Scrabble and then Xena with Lenya, Friday morning was Crow's Nest and other excellence... came home, checked email, took a nap, ate dinner with family, went to Billy and Harley's for... movies and more alcohol, along with hanging out with Sara before she leaves tomorrow. I'm fairly certain she and I inadvertantly stayed up until nearly 4 bitching about relationshipy and other related topics. Today we woke up, ate waffles, and went to see the new place Harley and Bill just bought. And now I am home, glad for the last few days but desperately in need of a shower and a nap.

Also, apparently between the glasses, the nosering, and the large amounts of shiny jewelry, I am designed to provide optimal baby amusement. Although ideally the nosering and glasses stay out of range...