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[mllelaurel]

You know, normally the sound of rain outside my window leads to pleasant dreams. This time, it seems to either not have worked, or led to horrific - and horrifically vivid - nightmares.

Oof. I'm currently curled up with a chocolatey, boozy coffee, to take off both the physical and emotional chill. And when I start feeling better, I go vote. Huzzah.

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[heavenscalyx.livejournal.com]

Yeurgh. How unpleasant. I'm sorry.

*pokes slightly* You still around town? You want to do lunch tomorrow or Friday perhaps? *stares at weather forecasts* It looks likely to rain and/or snow tomorrow AND Friday, so it may be a tossup...

[mllelaurel.livejournal.com]

Yep, I'm still in town, and I would love to! Wanna aim for tomorrow? That way, if it falls through, we can try again on Friday. What time is best for you?

[heavenscalyx.livejournal.com]

12:30? Where would you rather go: Patou, Kashish, or Stone Hearth?

[mllelaurel.livejournal.com]

12:30 sounds good! How about Kashish? I haven't been there in a while.

[heavenscalyx.livejournal.com]

Kashish it is! 12:30. I'll be the big dyke in the black duster. :)

[triedandwired.livejournal.com]

I miss youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!! I wish you had a facebook!!!!!!!!!!

Also, just out of curiosity, who are you voting for?

[mllelaurel.livejournal.com]

I miss you too! Will you ever be kidnappable, at any point in time? Cause if so, you should totally come to Boston some weekend.

Hillary. You?

[triedandwired.livejournal.com]

I wish I could, but FWT is just about over and the Senior Conference is next week. :(

YEAH HILLARY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3

[mllelaurel.livejournal.com]

Aww. Sadness. :(

[nevacaruso.livejournal.com]

Sorry about the nightmares, darlin'. Hope the chocolateyboozy coffee helped.

[mllelaurel.livejournal.com]

It did, as did the fresh air.

[slipjig.livejournal.com]

Urgh. nothing like nightmares to completely negate a good night's sleep. *hugs*

By the way, pardon the unspeakably stupid question, but where are you located now? It took me this long to realize that Bennington's close enough to be in coffee-and-hanging-out range, for which I am probably too late now. If not: coffee? (Drop me a line: slipjig3 AT-SIGN gmail POLKA-DOT-THINGY com)

[mllelaurel.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, I'm now no longer anywhere near Bennington. I'm back in Boston, as permanently as I can make it.