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[vicodincrutch]

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Sink me! When I believed that all pursuits not physically consumed were tiresome... a ball. Wine and revelry are just the elixir I need.

....In truth I must make haste to the apothecary or perhaps the nearest man of the orient and replenish my portion of opium. Peglegs are never fashionable. I have many a coordinating cane. 

Though what a bind I find myself in. My mind is troubled by two issues. Do I take along the whining, limp-wristed pansy? ...or the wife? Even more pressing, do I wear the dark blue silk or amethyst? 

[ooc; backdated before the ball~~]

Comments

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

By your logic if everything is of interest it would be entertaining. I am not entertained.

[adamantined]

You could and should be entertained by your hair.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

I suppose seeking another arrangement for the ball would pass good time.

[adamantined]

I think you've already got your hands full deciding on which arrangement to take with you to the ball.

The amethyst, by the way.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Time is passing, though not in the most light hearted of ways. Ah well.

It is a marvelous color. I have already decided to wear both blue and amethyst.