Sigh.

There's a drought in Pornesville tonight. The well is dryyyyyy. I drop in the bucket and nothing comes up. *sob* Poor Lex, poor Bruce. Poor Sam, poor Whit.
Poor me. Ah well--it's my brain's way of avoiding writing the prom stuff in Dis Pater I'll bet. Nasty double-crossing brain.

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