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Dallas

3:31pm CDT Friday 13 September 2002

In Dallas now. Going to Jackie's Party tonight.

Jackie Purdy Party

6:33pm CDT Friday 13 September 2002

Jack and I are fashionably early to Jackie Purdy's Party, by 2 hours minus 3 minutes. "We win the race! Whoohoo!" exclaims Jack.

7:05pm

Jack has predicted that Ryan McCarthy is going to arrive quite late (11pm ish) and be quite disappointed that there is less "partying" happening than another party might have.

Jackie will be 10,000 days on 31 January 2012.

We are here at the Jacke Purdy Pre Party now.

1:16am

Jack and I drove home to get Joey and told her the party didn't make and everyone left. She totally bought it and we didn't know what to do after that so I said I forgot my camera and we should go back to get it. I don't know yet if she knows that we were fibbing to her.

I'm really really happy that my computer has been used as the DJ for the entire night (except when there was a live band, but even then the computer was still playing music, just not as loudly as the band); people have been selecting music from this library and/or putting their own CDs in to play. I have ripped 4 CDs tonight and have eyes on one more.

4:03am

Played Silent Football for about a bit over an hour probably. Thomas (I think is his name) lost, due to overenthusiastic tattling.

Ryan is now leading us in a game of Mafia. He's being quite loud with running around with foot stomping to tap on people's heads to choose who is the commissioner and who is mafia. Pretty funny stuff. Can't believe that he doesn't think I can type while my eyes are closed.

I'm guessing that Thomas (snookums) is going to lose pretty quickly. Since he's dead already. Due to the group pretty much not wanting him to talk anymore, I'm guessing. All but a few people voted for him because dead people can't talk. No, I mean "dead people can't talk."

4:20am

"Where'd God go?"

Danny: "Wait, who's mafia?"

Aaron: "Let's all choose someone to kill so the votes won't be random."

"Aaron."

"Aaron."

"Aaron."

Aaron, "wait, can we go back to that random thing?"

4:23am

Mafia won. 2 of 2 mafia remain out of a 10 person town.

4:23am

New game now, with Jack the Sac on Yac as god.

Jackie, birthday girl number one, has tragically died in a horrible fishing accident. Gory details aren't needed. Her best friend, Lizard has moved into her vacated house on BetweenAaronandNicci Street, only to be killed by Jackie's ghost a few rounds later, in an act of undead revenge.

After trying unsuccessfully to type the following paragraph myself, I have given in to lettin Ryan type it.

"It is duly noted that the game that ryan (aka master of insects and pronouns) was god of ended in crime running amok in the streets, while the game that jack (aka, grand poobah of consideropia) was god of ended in compassion and justice."