Junkyard Borg?

Lazar's game again, where we continued our streak of getting ourselves trapped by seemingly harmless locations. This time, we didn't get much done because we went out to eat at Torrerros, and didn't get back 'till 8:30... then spend a half hour jabbering about this and that.

Twidget, halfway through the game, started getting bored or something and kept trying to tie my shoelaces together, to tie my feet to the table leg, or steal my socks... if I'd been in a better mood I might have found it funny, I suppose. I've been in a nasty mood this week, though.

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