Last August
Seems like I may as well reference this here: Last summer, S. and I got married, and there was a photo booth. Hilarity ensued.
There are things in the pit.
Welcome to Fey's bucolic cavern.
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Observe the fewmets of the graduate students.
Seasoned french fries will be served to those who deserve them.
But to join our club, you must also consume this alarming mixture of rum, lime juice, and confectioner's sugar.
Then you may adjourn for cream puffs and exam review.
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I went to Chicago, part one
In Chicago, Fey loves her pineapple baby. (Available in larger size for certain people who might want a great big copy.)
On Sunday, we went out to play with the Thirteens.
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Thirteen is a lucky number.
There were avocado burritos.
The experimental method at work.
Results show that delicious ice cream and chocolate teacup in coffee becomes melty (p<.001).
Sometimes you feel like a tuft.
And sometimes the crack rock is really very large indeed.
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