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Nov 02, 2008 09:42

Best Halloween *ever*.

Except that no one drank my punch. Ah well. Cider is a better Halloween drink than punch. I'll save it for summer next time.

I rather like this Peter Borden fellow. I always have, but now? Even better.

Also, one of my smoke rings just went THROUGH one of the others. I am SO as cool as Gandalf.

Let's see. The past two days feel like three. Running around for punch ingredients. Making punch. Getting dressed up. Going to the party. Fun at the party. Going for a walk. Playing Apples to Apples. Leaving the party. Not going home.

Waking up. Coming here to change clothes. Going for breakfast (wow, what a breakfast). Exploring the graveyard. Getting tea. More graveyard. Sarah's house. Writing. Coming home. Sleeping.

I am SUCH a hopeless romantic. Dammit.

friends, twirl, party

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