fredericks

So I'm sitting here reading my FL and I come across

sternel's entry about our excursion to Harry, Carrie & Garp *with* bonus fandom wank smackdown (oh yes!). I'm reading, I'm reading, I'm laughing, I'm nodding in total agreement, I'm reading, and I get to this line:

I met fredericks for dinner at Heartland Brewery. Because Freddy is on medication that won't let her drink, I dragged her there anyway and fed her root beer...

and I flash back to the yummy root beer and smile, then take a cool sip of the champagne I have in my cup. Because I'd completely forgotten. I had to read sternel's post twice before my brain kicked in and I went "hoshit!" Ah; one of these days my liver's just going to rebel and pull an alien baby right out of my abdomen.

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Sorta annoyed things have transpired to keep me from bothering

modpixie in the flesh this weekend. Stupid school and stupid things to do. There's always Boston, however. I need to meet more of y'all, I tell you what.

It's quite obvious I have no alcohol tolerance, right? I drank maybe 4 oz before my brain went on holiday; things are a little shinier than usual.

ETA -

laughingirl has a picture from "Harry, Carrie & Garp". She captured one of the more surreal moments of the whole deal. Fatwah, anyone?