The Tudors’ Neighborhood

Dinner at the French place in DEN. I know this salad has been posted before. I like that it has anchovies.

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We're at Six Apart's weekly Foobar event

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• 17:28 I'm in a mood today, and it's not a good one. #
• 19:02 @drmiggy is helping raise money for a cancer patient that lost everything in a fire. I donated; have you? tinyurl.com/6pyj8d #
• 20:31 @internjen: Word. #
• 22:41 @beingkatie: Woo! We need to pick a time to play online together! I'm working on improving my scores and finishing in Expert. #
• 23:30 I should have gone out tonight, if only to keep the voices a little quieter. #
• 01:44 I have the urge to do something drastic. #
• 02:29 Going to take a bunch of pain medicine and watch Enchanted (Mmmm. James Marsden. Mmmm. Patrick Dempsey.) until I pass out. #

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• 03:10 @takoratta それは悲惨！ 次の米国出張までその状態ですね... もしくはjailbreak? #
• 11:05 Saturday Champagne Brunch! #

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• 23:09 @mortava Cool. :) I'll give you my pin. Msg me whenever. It'll give me a chance to try it out. #
• 11:51 @crimsonmuse Happy Friday and Stay Cool! :) #
• 12:42 @cosita I've done that, sing at work. I'm like Mumble in Happy Feet. :) #
• 13:22 @crimsonmuse Spiders are good luck, and bring money, so I'm told. :) #
• 14:15 Metal Gear in like 2 weeks, must buy PS3 and soundtrack. #
• 14:49 @cosita Well, I guess. :) #
• 15:05 @cosita Wow a half a day! Have a good one! #
• 16:00 Need to find my drawing tablet tonight. #
• 16:25 @crimsonmuse Mmmmm Lemon Chicken equals Love. #
• 18:38 The Alicia Prints are on their way, according to DA. :) #
• 18:46 @crimsonmuse Wow, it's only May. I hope you have a cool area to spend time in. #
• 20:10 @mortava Okay, that's not good. :) #

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“Get up! Come on, you have to get up!” My inner sergeant-major was not letting me just lie there, no matter what I might have wanted. My head was definitely bleeding, I could feel the tell-tale stickiness in my hair. I looked around at the carnage and almost immediately had to fight back the urge to vomit – there were a lot of dead people sharing this space with me and it was not pretty. The carriage was clearly derailed and tilted at a difficult 30 degree angle. The lights were either out or dangling from their wires, like potentially fatal pendulums. The hole in the side, about half way along, looked for all the world as if someone incredibly strong had thrown a huge marble against the carriage wall. I steeled my nerve and started checking the other passengers to see if anyone in there with me was still alive. Nothing can prepare you for the real outcome of a bomb going off in an enclosed space and no one should have to see it. As I checked for signs of life all I could wonder was; how did I survive? --- You can see the original post on Ficlets.com by clicking here.