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[oakenguy]

I had a dream last night that D had broken up with me and I'd gotten so drunk that I'd blacked out the last MONTH of my life. No memory of what I'd done. None. Whatsoever.

But apparently I'd been very busy, because the house was bustling and full of people because I was getting married! In four hours!! To someone I'd never heard of!!!

I was Mr. Smooth in trying to find out information, too. "So, what do you think of...um..." "Rhonda?" "Yes! (I think)."

It kept getting worse and worse, too. "None of the Pastimes people are coming?" "Well, no, not after that thing with Jane."

Yeesh. My nightmares are getting much more creative.

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[heavenscalyx.livejournal.com]

It's amazing what stories about Meg have started to surface since everything happened. Have you had the pleasure of meeting her roommates? They're quite the trio, really, and have some fascinating dirt on Meg.

I think they have, in fact, opened it up. I would adore a trip to the zoo. Civvies, check. Hat, check. Too bad they won't let us have pokey sticks in there. Smirking just isn't as satisfying as getting a good squawk out of him.