history never repeats

Well, it's Tuesday, the allergy tabs have finally worn off (yay, because I don't like who I am when I'm on them, even though I am Little Miss Sneezy right now) but so far no hangover. I am very pleased because it's been, ahem, a while since I've debauched young Dublin boys up on a pub crawl through the Rocks (heh heh heh, so many stories). I've still got it. Or some of it, at least.
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