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[oakenguy]

Yesterday I put in a full day of work, snagged dry ice and gel-packs and padded envelopes, got six orders of truffles ready for shipping, and still had time to wander around the South End with D and discojesus! We discovered the bizarre wonder of a chocolate calzone with homemade vanilla ice cream.

I feel so accomplished. I even had time to discover that dry ice burnsssss, precious, yes it does, and when placed in a damp spoon it does a little rattly dance. Had a brief urge to fill up a jack o'lantern with some and bike through the neighborhood at night all headless horseman-y, but a) no jack o'lantern and b) I'm not so good at riding around one-handed.

discojesus, for the record, is a hoot to be around. Soft-spoken, wry, and tolerant of small dogs and slightly spacey hosts. And I'm not just saying that because he'll be living right down the street and D will probably forget to get our house keys back from him.

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[qlewkr.livejournal.com]

Basically it means that you're family now and you get to hang out at our house all the time. Am I the only Southern Moocher around here? Geez. Oh, and we're leaving our dog to you if we die in a fiery crash on the highway or something.

Btw, if you gave me this Nina Nastasia song, thankyou, thankyou, thankyou.