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[cold_dry_pieces]

I encourage everyone who's not afflicted with this nonsense to join me in a day of protest. Leave your wet towels on the floor. Play with matches. Run with scissors. Put your feet up on the coffee table (leave your shoes on for bonus points!) and drink a beer. Provided you can stand the mess yourself. Play your music way too loud at all hours of the night. What's the point of all this mother-henning if you can't enjoy defying it?

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[valentineluke.livejournal.com]

I chose to simply ignore it.

[cold_dry_pieces]

Come now, where's the fun in that?

[valentineluke.livejournal.com]

Unwinding at The Arena is far more appealing to me.

[cold_dry_pieces]

Well, thankfully I don't actually have anyone deluded into unusual familial behavior around. Still, I always thought the pleasure of defiance was the payment for having to deal with all the rules.
I can't say I'm familiar with this Arena..?

[valentineluke.livejournal.com]

Just recently opened in the Underground. It's a sporting club of sorts (http://chosenbychoice.livejournal.com/7360.html).

[cold_dry_pieces]

Ah, I see... Gladiatorial combat is, I'm afraid, a bit beyond my skills.

[valentineluke.livejournal.com]

Participation is not a requirement nor is viewing the events. I partake of the lounge.

[cold_dry_pieces]

Ah, I see. I'll have to take a look sometime.

By the by, I don't believe I caught your name..? I'm Rudy.

[valentineluke.livejournal.com]

I'm Luke Valentine, pleasure to meet you.