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I never made it to the zombie pub crawl, but friends and I who had to work the evening had an orphan's barbecue at my house. We had veggie burgers and chicken and trout and asparagus and peppers, and I made mashed potatoes so that it would be like a real family dinner. Debbie is new and amazing, and she brings food and accepts offers to crash at our house. Jen in grocery is crazier than we knew, possibly on drugs as well as a drunk, and insults our guests. But she is amusing, and leaves bits of bad poetry on scraps of our paper in her wake. And I suppose that thirty-some year old lesbians can't really help it. The meatpuppet is resentful and happier in all of the right places. It looks pretty on her.