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So last night was fun. Class let out early because the film, Daisies, a surreal little piece from the Czech New Wave movement, kept screwing up, and they had decided to shut off the air conditioning in school after 5 pm for some insane reason. It's new policy; night students have to melt.

Instead of going home I met Kirsten at her friend's house, where some friends I haven't seen in a long time were sitting around playing Uno. Good girls; they used to go on vacations with our family when we were teenagers.

Then we went out and had some drinks and flirted with the Irish bartender. It was very pleasant. He noticed K's and my dates of birth on our IDs, and addressed us both as "Twin" for the rest of the evening.

I must get out more.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:18 PM | shower me with attention