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Got back from Boston today ahead of the snow storm. It wad an interesting trip to be sure. The hotel they put us in was nice but there was little to do without a car. Got to get my receipts in so I get paid for my incidentsals.
I miss my bed and I had the weirdest/coolest dream last night. My ex and I were called to go to the aid of a good friend (or his character anyway). So he and his (IC) wife are out at this formal party/dark ritual(yes you read that right).
Realizing whats about to hit the fan, The Ex and I start going for weapons which are coming out of the wall. I reach for Kain Flinns sword but its broken.
Anyway I grab another sword and I tell you I'm kicking all kinds of thrall butt here. I get separated from The Ex in the press of battle until I get outside where shes pinned down by a couple of archer chicks. Still having a really good day, I take them down as well and we have a brief reprieve. I'm checking the bodies for loot and messing with one of their magical bows, and end up shooting The Ex in the leg.
So yeah apparently a week eating room service and doing printer training makes me psycho.
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