08/11/2010; 1:03 AM.

[detectivewonder]

Okay.  I have a hangover, some mild blood loss, my apartment reeks of smoke, and a lot of my wardrobe was pawned to pay for petty bribery, imported cigarettes, and several trench coats.

Usually, this kind of thing would call for a lot of detective work designed to figure out what happened to me.

Unfortunately, I remember every bloody minute of it.

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[intoabird.livejournal.com]

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[detectivewonder]

Yes, really.

I didn't do much worse than pub-crawl, haunt pawnshops, and bribe low-lifes for information, but... it definitely wasn't my finest hour.

Especially not now, when I need to go down there again and get all my suits out of hock.

[intoabird.livejournal.com]

I didn't know you had it in you. ( ￣ﾉ∇￣)￣･￣) Be sure to wash them, okay?

[detectivewonder]

Oh, they're definitely going straight to the drycleaners'.