The estimable
ziactrice and Kyle-Not-On-LJ called and invited me to lunch at the Brazilian steak house. I found my prescription sunglasses and went. Large quantities of roasted meat, including their awesome lambchops, helped me feel much better. Then I made it by the grocery store, where I picked up several sixpacks of diet soda and dog food, among other
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