The drummer played the drums really hard and loud.
A good opening band.
One too many drinks.
A nice walk home in perfect weather from a show in my neighborhood.
Some Goose. A touch of the pipeweed.
A good client to pay the bills.
No time to pick up laundry, get a haircut, or clean the apartment.
How lucky am I?
(Anya and Jerf missed a show)
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Pipeweed. Heh. I'm going to steal that. The term, I mean.
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