Well, okay then.

I have acid-green toes with sparklies. This is good. After that, went to the Old Town (bar) with Brian, and had a just-right burger (they _know_ what "rare" means) with all the fixings...well, except the bun of course...and a BEER! For some values of. It was Amstel Light, which has only 5 carbs, and tastes like it. But it was close enough for pretend. Then back to his place for a nice bit of rolling around, and now to sleep, I hope. I'd like to have a nice big whomp of rest to prepare for the weekend: tomorrow is tramping around in the rain helping Kathryn find a wedding dress, and Sunday is paintball! w00t! (Even if half the people who said they were coming lamed out.)

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