Following now uncommon tradition, I had some ritas at Tumbleweed last night. As (almost) always, it was a blast. Regardless of my desire for the good times to continue, I had to part ways with my companions. I proceeded to go home and talk to Amy for a bit (she is still alive!) then pass out on the couch. Woke up at 2:30 this morning with that
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