gosh, Shattered, i'm sorry for accidentally causing us to have a battle to the death in a water-filled rubbermaid trash can. good job on magically thwarting that, though.
the voodoo queen/tabby cat was quite friendly about the whole thing, and i still say we could have avoided it on a technicality. stupid v-day.
i tried to make it up to you by eating your birthday meatball/bbq/gruyere pizza without saying anything, but the fact that the seating arrangements got SO messed up was not my fault.
...and we may have ended up married anyway? unclear on that point.
ps: please stay out of my dreams. i'm exhausted. 
Nanknits
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that sounds about right