Halfway... Half freaking way.
I want more time...
There are so many things where I want to be further along/ better than I am.
Bum.
Oh well. Night should be good. Pre-drinks, hall, post 2.75 cocktails, cellar [?], market [?].. Who knows how long I'll last.. Place your bets on a postcard.
Anyway. Stupid essay to do. =(
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