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[soberhippy]

I had a dream, I was at a house on a giant hill of stairs leading up to it, maybe it was like a pyramid.  Inside I could tell it was my friend J's house.  Before I went to the celebration I smoked some weed with some people, but after I got high I felt strange towards everything.  I was in the back cave entrance maybe of the house.  You could see

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[_equanimous_]

I don't know, that's kind of a hard situation.

Basically, we have to reference back to Pulp Fiction. We want to believe that a foot massage is a nice, geniune action, but everyone knows it's really a little bit more. Everyone knows that, but I think the foot massage is so crafty that everyone is like "damn, I can't do a single thing about that, because it'd be really silly for me to get really angry about that." So, I think that as long as the girl wasn't all "umm, I have a boyfriend, so this is a little weird," I think it's kosher. I mean, there's nothing explicitly sexual about a foot massage; I've gotten plenty of back massages from girls who have boyfriends.

So, unless there were any signs you shouldn't have been giving her a foot massage, I think you're innocent.

Want to go play in a park later today?

[soberhippy]

Yes, indeed. Gimme the ringables... I get out of my last class at 5pm

[_equanimous_]

what's sweetwater?