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A brief Buffy adventure - me trying to help the Buffster deal with a vampire or demon who was out to get Willow. At one point Buffy left briefly as I was trying to watch over a comatose Willow; then Willow dissapeared and I saw this strange small fellow who climbed through a hole in the ceiling of the building we were in. Following him, I asked to be pulled up, as I could hear Buffy confronting the baddie on the level above. The small fellow pulled me up, when I raised my arms up, and I scrambled up and tried to help. Willow had been 'turned bad', so was sneering at us, as was the baddie, and there were what looked like little packets of stones. I wondered if breaking the stones would break the evil spells involved. Don't recall how this all got resolved.
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Did some wandering around. This is mostly unclear, but at one point, seemed to me two 'black guys' passed by me as I was pulling out and examining paper money I had in my pocket, and suddenly I was missing a couple of bills. I followed and caught up to them and confronted them in a very polite way: something like, 'Excuse me, I think you accidentally picked up something of mine...' After a few moments, they pulled the few bills out of their pockets and handed them over, and I turned and walked away. I continued what was an amble through a neighborhood, though now hoping to not run into those two guys again, in case they were pissed at me for confronting them.
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I was explaining to someone how a certain gift I'd tried to sew would work (function), and they were as impressed and pleased as I'd hoped anyone would be (except that in real life I wasn't able to finish the gift correctly, nor in time to give at Christmas). This one was as wishful thinking as you can get.
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Vague impression that after a long time of not going there, I finally snuck a peek at the Unknown Country site - and it'd shut down.
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Did some wandering around. This is mostly unclear, but at one point, seemed to me two 'black guys' passed by me as I was pulling out and examining paper money I had in my pocket, and suddenly I was missing a couple of bills. I followed and caught up to them and confronted them in a very polite way: something like, 'Excuse me, I think you accidentally picked up something of mine...' After a few moments, they pulled the few bills out of their pockets and handed them over, and I turned and walked away. I continued what was an amble through a neighborhood, though now hoping to not run into those two guys again, in case they were pissed at me for confronting them.
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I was explaining to someone how a certain gift I'd tried to sew would work (function), and they were as impressed and pleased as I'd hoped anyone would be (except that in real life I wasn't able to finish the gift correctly, nor in time to give at Christmas). This one was as wishful thinking as you can get.
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Vague impression that after a long time of not going there, I finally snuck a peek at the Unknown Country site - and it'd shut down.