No, it's not the quest for libertarian utopia.
Had to stay home last night piled up with blankets and the like. It must have been tied to sinuses somehow, because I lay on the couch intensely aware of the spaces beneath my cheekbones.
Wish I could remember the jokes that the orange plastic teapot and the rest of the tea set were telling. Although I have a sinking suspicion that it was composed of nothing except the nonverbal equivalent of "wheeeeeee!"
Not that I'd recommend it to just anybody, but that was WAY more fun than anybody's ever told me drugs were...
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