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[26 Sep 2008|11:11am] |
[ Caradoc ]
Told you we'd live. Drinks on you, then? (I consider it an unspoken part of our previous agreement.) Only not tonight, I'm supposed to stay off this leg a while. And I am also enjoying a delicious high from whatever this was whatshername gave me for the pain, which I'd hate to dilute with the everyday haze of alcohol.
Leg's still sort of twingey, though.
Suppose that's what I get for being sort of totally bad fuckin' arse.
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