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[extemporanea]

Staggered home around elevenish last night from the usual excellently excessive jo&stv Thaifoodfest and drunk-up. 'Tis a truth universally acknowledged, I get more trashed at jo&stv's than at any other venue in the known universe. Why, I'm not sure, unless it's stv's over-identification with the Perfect Host trope (the tragically recurring Never-

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That enunciation got me through 2 roadblocks, I tell you

[egadfly]

If this isn't a good opportunity to delurk, I don't know what is. Yodle! And the blessings of a thousand electronic camels upon thee.

Re: That enunciation got me through 2 roadblocks, I tell you

[extemporanea]

Good lord! wurble in a randomly emotionally-historical fashion, and look what crawls out of the woodwork! v. happy to see you here, mad person.

Roadblocks nothing - remember trying to walk straight down the lines in the middle of the road?

Re: That enunciation got me through 2 roadblocks, I tell you

[egadfly]

*blink, blink in the cyberglare*

It was dark and comfortable in the woodwork, it was. But who can resist the call of random emotionally-historical wurblings?

I had quite forgotten about trying to balance on a thin line of paint, but now it all comes staggering back to me. I seem to remember a lot of giggling. (Very clearly enunciated, no doubt.)