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Before I say goodnight...
Okay, folks. I'm exhausted and quickly approaching incoherency, but I had a great weekend of doing all sorts of fun stuff in costumes. I'm going to bed now, but I leave you a photo as evidence:

See? Doing stuff. In history clothes.
There will be more later, and although
lachwen was also in attendance at the event in question, I'm going to let her put up her own photos* of her dress and such. I made no such promises to the gentleman with whom I am dancing*, so Mike gets a cameo this time.
*Until Monday evening, Gwendolyn. Then I'm putting up my favorite pictures, including the ones with you and your almost-new dress in them.
**Technically, we're standing around in promenade position, waiting for something to happen. But we danced shortly thereafter.

See? Doing stuff. In history clothes.
There will be more later, and although
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*Until Monday evening, Gwendolyn. Then I'm putting up my favorite pictures, including the ones with you and your almost-new dress in them.
**Technically, we're standing around in promenade position, waiting for something to happen. But we danced shortly thereafter.
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I called your cell just now. I got sent home from work again. This time it really was for vomiting, although not the projectile variety. And to be fair, it was more dry heaving, since I haven't eaten enough in the past fifteen hours or so to constitute actual throwing up.
We haven't talked in a long time, I agree.
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