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Phew. Home from the Armageddon Ball. Dizzy-high-drunk. Dancing good. Pretty girls and pretty boys v. good. Annoying ex-husband of girlfriend, not so good. He hugged me. That was truly weird.

If I start now I could make a really stellar costume by next year's Ball.

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After nearly four months in the house...I found my kitchen knives and the turntable for my microwave today. They were in a box marked "bath and bedroom" which turned out to contain the aforementioned kitchen stuff, several pictures, some books, and a few toys. None of which items either came from or belong in the bathroom or the bedroom.

It just goes to show. I'm really good at procrastinating.