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So yeah, RUM. I took some neat classes, fought a lot, had all around good time. I carpooled with Marie, which was cool. She works in the same building as I do, but on the nightshift, so we don't see each other all that much. We went to a bar called "BW3", there's one in Cleveland, on Coventry, which is close to where I live. This one was a bit different though, it was much smaller, and full of jocks. Apparently there was some big college football game going on, watching them jump around and make apelike noises was really amusing. They were messy though, and I hate that. We got a lot of bizarre looks for being in garb. That and they probably thought we were those "long-haired hippies" they keep hearing about, heh.

On the way back, Marie's car ran out of gas on the freeway. We walked for about a mile and a half to an exit, where a guy and his son picked us up in their truck, and took us to a gas station. They were nice, and didn't seem to think we were too wierd.

I bought some spices for a very reasonable price (cumin for $10 a pound instead of $10 an ounce), and a big wooden spoon. I'm excited.

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