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two days of being bloody useless... save for a walk on the mountain, daydreaming about driveways, sunny livingrooms and no neighbors. uneventful Eve, unless you count bringing in the New Year with William Powell and Myrna Loy as a means of celebrating... better to leave the public enibriation to the professionals, circa 1936. 'round these parts, your driver's license could be in serious jeopardy on supposed "drinking" holidays. my... exercising good judgement, after last week. discretion being the better part of valor this time. on with the show, for the third week... forthwith. |
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