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I think the fact that I didn't turn up on MSN last night, even though I *really* planned to, might show that curry night went better than expected. Much cider and curry was consumed. I am feeling...hungover, yeah. Keeping my mouth closed. *g*

Many odd conversations- one really odd recurring one involving Morrocan goats in economically viable trees, and goats in the pope-mobile, and 40 foot inflatable vicars... It was really nice to have everyone make an effort to get to our house for once. Usually they decide it's not worth the effort, but it ended up with about 11 people in our little sitting room, and everyone brought food.

Had a good night.

I *will* be around tonight, because frankly at the moment the idea of *ever* *drinking* *again* turns my stomach. This will probably last until... lunchtime tomorrow. *g*

Um... I'm pretty sure I was supposed to say something interesting, possibly fic-related, but it has gone from my head. Ah well. I'll be on better form tonight, I'm sure.