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So, school's been pretty sucky (just a lot of bullshit "busy work"), so I've decided to abduct my sis and go watch sparkly vampires with a flask of Jameson. We take a swig every time Jacob shows his abs, so it's going to be a drunk and stoopid afternoon. I'm going to cherish not having to sit here with my dogs farting all over me for at least one afternoon.

Laters!

C

Edit much later:

The fucker didn't go topless 'til over 30 minutes in, and I had to improvise. I just started to drink every time somebody got emo. I am now feeling quite nummy and don't mind the dog farts.

Edit much, much later:


Poured myself into Laurell K. Hamilton's latest, Bullet, and drowned in a ginormous vampire/wereanimal/necromancer orgy. I feel nummier.