The house meeting happened. Now I have to figure out whether I want M to buy me a new pan (I do want a new one, but somehow I still feel bad for asking, because it wasn’t her who scratched it; her boyfriend did)… plus, we still have no idea what happened to one of the missing wine glasses. Hm, it didn’t go as badly as I thought it would. At least all the rules and shit are laid out on the table.

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femme-ex-machina:

It’s Magnolia season. 

Verdict: we don’t like cigars.

Yeah, uh, considering we smoke shisha, I’m pretty sure you don’t smoke cigars the same way…

So E got a Cuban cigar from his friend a while back, and we’re trying it out tonight. I don’t think any of us know what we’re doing.

There’s a first time for everything, I guess.

mfjr:

Emir Özşahin

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