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I have the unluckiest party in existance.

Last night, they rolled THREE Infernal Interventions in one session. And yes, this is a party of angels. They barely escaped with their skins, and all of them are injured from the lightsplosion Lucifer used to rescue the Habbalite they were attempting to beat down upon.

I swear. If these guys were demons, they'd have Words already. Lucifer likes them far, far too much.

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Exhausted and happy.

Got up at obscene early in the morning, went to the zoo with five friends, and the six year old girl two of them are adopting. ADORABLE. The kind of kid that makes me remember that I do, someday, want kids, even with the temper tantrums and six year old egocentrism. Spent nearly six hours there, then half of us went home, and the other half went to one of my friends' house to watch anime on a big screen projector, talk, and have fondue. I don't think I like fondue. But the rest of it was an incredible blast. We did that until ten tonight, and then I staggered back to get kitty love of doom.

This is a great day.