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So, I guess every six months or so, I have to reaffirm my hatred for Tequila. Luckily, this time, I had Doc and Shannon to share the experience with, after Ryan and Merry left. Since I’d felt bad that I hadn’t gotten back online, I was tempted to drunk-dial some ferret, but the time difference made me feel guilty. Guess I wasn’t quite drunk enough. Until I got up to Shannon’s room, where I sorta almost fell asleep on her chair c.