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[apocalypsos]

Yes. Have gone out to dinner at the Italian place my parents frequent so much they know the waitresses's kids, and Oh. My. God. See, this is what I should get when I order shrimp scampi. I'm pretty sure the dishful I got could write the Great American Novel. Mmmmm.

So now my brother's off to ... well, possibly not to the strip club, but whatever.

Oh, and you should see the kitten. A week or so ago, Spence fell into the sink and burned his paw on a hot frying pan, and so he's been wearing a plastic cone to keep from licking the bandage. It's hilaaaaarious. Think the dog in One Crazy Summer, but replace it with a very small, lovable and vocal Siamese.