Et mon amie la rose morte ce matin

[cyrano]

Very pleasant low key gaming night tonight. People did post-adventure shopping, then I invited everybody over for wine and meeting the new guy, and then we went out and found a bar brawl so I could get to fourth level. (RP *and* XP! R0x0R!)
I just got a pair of candlesticks in the mail from my mom, and I'm planning to call her as soon as I can get some time.
And in honor of discovering once again that I can't communicate properly, I make here this one time offer to answer a question from each of my adoring readers. Something that confuses you? Something you're afraid will offend me? Here's your chance. And I promise not to answer every question with
"What? ....What? ....What? ....I'll have to call you back! There's an enemy agent in the club!
(which reminds me. Damn but I need to see the new Besson flick.)

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[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

_The Transporter_ (directed by Corey Yuen)

My taste includes both snails and oysters, as Sir Larry was once noted to say. Or, as the scarecrow said, people do go both ways.

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Of course, my appetite hasn't been much recently, now that I think on it. Upset stomach from a previous meal.