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My papers are in and I just got out of my last final. Much of my room is packed. I went to the bookstore to sell my French book back and bought Plagues and Peoples and Slaughterhouse-Five. I am going to go goof off at the suite for the rest of the afternoon, reading Vampires, Burial and Death (Josh took Rising Stars back home ;.;) and probably watching something weird on the idiot box (any of you familiar with Ninja Warrior?) and being generally nerdy.

Highlights of life this week:

*at playground, 2 am, Saturday:*
Jon: *writes in dirt* I wrote my name!
Liz: *writes* I wrote my name in Japanese!
Me: *writes* I wrote my name in Elvish!
Ian: *writes* I wrote 'poop.'

(Liz promised that was going in the webcomic.)

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Tony (about ninja-pirates): No, that doesn't work. 'Cos they try to be stealthy, and then they pull out a cannon, and they're all like "Oh, I want to steal shit," but then they're like "Oh, I have dishonoured myself," and then they stab themselves and fall off a plank, and they just don't live very long. They get confused.

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*while playing Risk*
Jon (admonishing me): They're not 'killy dice'. They're 'attacky dice.'

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*same game of Risk*
Keen: We have to have Greenland. We're Vikings.

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*after watching Hero*
Duk: Chinese movies suck!

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Josh: I would be Pope Fluffy the First.
Me: I thought you were going to be Pope Jesus the Second.
Josh: Right! I knew there was something better than Pope Fluffy.

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James: It's a Clare. If you feed it on the finest of red wine and human blood, it'll evolve into a Clare Plus. Which is even Gothier.
Jon: Really?!

I go a-suiteing now. Bye.