I am astonished. The world, it seems, conspires to please me. First I am granted a night of perfect drunkenness, surrounded by dear friends, delicious alcohol, and the charm that comes from knowing you've *hit* the exact look you were going for.
Second I am allowed to sleep in a warm bed with my sweetest of lovers (admittedly after divulging the entire contents of my...
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and jobs are way over rated anyway, loaf around as long as possible.
[Edited on May 09, 2006 12:48AM]