sixty.

Jan 02, 2007 11:35

So the dead are coming back to life now? That's the big surprise for the New Year? Sorry if I'm stepping on anyone's toes, but... that's kind of lame. I at least wanted an explosion that wasn't a bunch of fireworks.

Except... is Scarab? This has to mean, that--

Whatever. I'm more concerned with finding coffee and cigarettes right now, since all of mine seems to be gone.


Kitty would you and your little boytoy please try keeping it down. Some of us are trying to sleep here and I can hear you two moping around each other all the way over here.


Those, uh... recipes of yours or whatever seemed to have done the trick. Of course they say there's no cure for a hangover except time, but I'm willing to overlook that.

Also, John? I hope you know that your little "trick" burnt the roof of my mouth.

((ooc: Strikes hackable to good friends.))

hangovers, greed, post-new years, john, kitty

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