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Hmm, well, at some point last week Holly, Jesse, Dale and I went and bought pizza and green cups and had a picnic at the Foreshore. We became Pizza Picnic Party Pals. It was very lovely. After that we went to the lake and Dale and I found where he buried his cats in the pet cemetery. After the lake, we went back to Holly's, lounged about on the grass, and then went and bought a flat of Bull Max and went to meet some people at Cedar School. We were bustling about having a lovely time and then all of the sudden, a cop showed up and made us dump out the booze. All of it. Seventeen beer. It was tragic. I managed to be sneaky like a fox and slip one in my bag without him seeing. After that we migrated a bit and tried to decide what to do. We ended up deciding to go to Lupine to buy some weed. When we got there, Lupine was pretty hammered and said that we could have the 2-6 in his fridge/freezer. There wasn't one in there, but he did give us the rest of his beer. Eventually he ended up asking us to hit him in the face with this pink, plastic baseball bat. I did three times. It was all very exciting. After Lupine's we wandered back over to Cedar and got stoned. For some reason people kept walking past and being dicks to us for no reason even though there were six of us and, usually, only two of them. Anyway, after a few hours Jesse and I went to Wyatt's with him and Abby and watched Pom Poko. After a few minutes Wyatt and Abby went to bed. Jesse and I didn't get much sleeping done.