Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Hallowe'en

Hallowe'en was, for the record, a massive hoot. Left for me now is only the task of retrieving Shannon's bowl from the kitchen at the Peter McManus Cafe. Her squash dish was, really, outstanding. Top rank. All good.

I hope I can find that bowl. I was supposed to bring it home with me tonight, but things got out of hand so quickly, and with such profundity that the words "out," "of," and "hand," were each, individually, and in any combination you might come up with, rendered functionally meaningless.

I mean really. Things got out of hand.

I hope I can find that bowl. Otherwise, I'm so screwed.

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