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2004-09-16

I was driving home school tonight under like my favotite lighing conditions. I've describerd them here before, but it's the part of twilight when the sky is dimming, and every light along the street stands out with a slight corona. I was driving westward, into this incredible gradient of pink purple and blue, crossed with feathery plane residue.

Today's pictures are from a cocktail party I went to, hosted by some of my sister Liz's friends. I went with my usual compatriots Amy and Peter. Although they stayed for a while, it was a relative instant compared to what happened afterwards. What happened of course is that I had a lot to drink and spent a virtual eternity jabbering inanely at, and sometimes with, Liz's friends and their friends.

I slept in Liz's roomate's bed, while the roomate, as usual, slept at her boyfriend's house. Poor Liz lives basically alone.

Here's Pete and Amy, and a painting of Christina:

Lynn:

Brian, and over his shoulder, Daniel:

Also on the memory card were pictures from the Hancock county fair. Hopefully, I'll have the energy to post some of those soon.

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p.s. Images broken? Tell me the date and I'll fix them, sry.


2004-09-16 I was driving home school tonight under like my favotite lighing conditions. I've describerd them here before, but it's the part of twilight when the sky is dimming, and every light along the street stands out with a slight corona. I was driving westward, into this incredible gradient of pink purple and blue, crossed with feathery plane residue. Today's pictures are from a cocktail party I went to, hosted by some of my sister Liz's friends. I went with my usual compatriots Amy and Peter. Although they stayed for a while, it was a relative instant compared to what happened afterwards. What happened of course is that I had a lot to drink and spent a virtual eternity jabbering inanely at, and sometimes with, Liz's friends and their friends. I slept in Liz's roomate's bed, while the roomate, as usual, slept at her boyfriend's house. Poor Liz lives basically alone. Here's Pete and Amy, and a painting of Christina: Lynn: Brian, and over his shoulder, Daniel: Also on the memory card were pictures from the Hancock county fair. Hopefully, I'll have the energy to post some of those soon. << src \| dest >> p.s. Images broken? Tell me the date and I'll fix them, sry.