cut to: five hours later...
I never thought there was such a thing as "too much scotch."
Until tonight.
Until tonight.
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"Fishing in a bucket. The total hopelessness of the activity was very soothing." - from "The Exiles" by Hilary McKay

Reading: By The Lake (McGahern); Contemporary Canadian Women's Short Stories (Ed: Moore) [email me: fishinginabucket at gmail dot com]
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