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I'm in need of intelligence.

Intelligent conversation, maybe sushi and a good Japanese wine over at Tatami, and a nice backrub and shower.

The evening grows closer, and I feel horrible, horribly intolerent of my surroundings.

Note to self: Porphyria. rearch and destroy, as it were.

The air becomes more crisp, more yearning as the evenings pass. Dew clings to the sliding glass door's pane as I peek through it.

Korrbin is still half asleep, so creeping I go to the computer to have a glance at a few things, keep up wth friends and journals and so forth.