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Scene 1:

Saturday afternoon. It's raining. I am at the New Bedford Whaling Museum, which somehow manages to actually smell like whale. Note that I do not really know what whale smells like, but the museum smells some sort of fishy/dead-animal-y so until I actually smell a whale, I'm going with that.

Flasks are half-off at the gift shop, leather and steel one with scrimshaw ships on them. Metal Adam and Professor Neuman get red leather ones with schooners (I think. Two-masted, fore-and-aft-rigged). I get a black one with a three-masted full-rigged ship (a frigate?). Mine is prettier.

Scene 2:

Later the same day. There are six of us at a lunch table. All of us get fish and chips. (Stephanie doesn't actually order but winds up eating half of Kaytie's.) I have a glass of hot spiced apple cider with Johnny Walker Red in it, which isn't quite as good as it sounds like it should be.

Scene 3:

Today, I am sitting in my room reading Heat Wave and feeling dreadfully embarrassed about it. I question whether or not to booklog about it, but decide to spare you all. It is number fifty-three of my hundred-book challenge for this year, which I am so not going to complete.

In other fun and exciting news, this weekend's Dollhouse was mind-blowingly creepy, and also I am almost out of oxycore FUCKIN' FINALLY OMG.
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