So me, Oki and Gavin got to hang with Garry and Harlos at our favorite waterhole, The Federal, in Durham. Oki had a good time, except she did a houdini act at the end, getting out of her sweater, halter and leash in one go. I thought that I looked slightly like a member of the French Resistance, but Gavin said I didn't (thoughts on that?). After this, we met up with various North Carolinians and I had to spend the rest of the night translating Canadian-to-Southern. It's not as easy as you think . . . ps love you Garry and Harlos and Caroline and Emily--they were perfect gents!
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