Harvest Feast Synopsis

[jamesq]

I had a good time. Archery tournament was good - I came in fourth out of thirty-five. Food was good, the Bitter Endians sure know how to cook. I blew every bonus point I had left for the week (and it was worth it).

Missed out on some quality platonic snuggling by not bringing a sleeping bag, but I did get a pretty fantastic goodnight kiss and one of the best compliments ever.

The compliment: That I actually deserve to meet, fall in love with, and grow to a ripe old age with, my ideal mate. Complimenter even gave a pretty spot-on description of this hypothetical perfect woman without my having to tell her what the perfect woman's qualities would be.

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Lemme guess.. the complimenter sadly isn't the described person? if not, that sucks.. however if so... that's cool.. whatever the case, best of luck man...

[(Anonymous)]

You'll have to quote the description back to me, I can't remember what I said.

[jamesq]

You were a little tipsy. You also promised that you'd find the woman for me. Given the level of alcohol consumed, I won't hold you to it.