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April 17th, 2018


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This morning, Nate called out sick from Hank's Hardware. Sorry Ian.

But then after Last Shot was open, he showed up there, already a few drinks in. He drank there until Mitch cut him off (responding to any questions with stony silence, speaking only to order another), at which point he staggered home and resumed his progress towards getting completely and totally blitzed. Unless one of Fall City's finest wants to pick him up for public intoxication.
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After I got settled in nicely to the hotel and had Rhett settled in as well, I went for a walk down along the river and ended up in the little cemetery. Even spotted a couple HARLAND graves dotted around, but no relation to me. (Well, not that I know of anyway).

So far this seems like a nice little town we've come to but I'd go insane actually living in this quiet for too long.

But now I have a craving for cheesecake or something sweet. Where's the best place I should go?

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Anyone believing Alice March was murdered probably sees Elvis alive and fucking kicking at Eugene's every now and then. The book was bullshit, this movie is bullshit, and the pack of yuppy hyenas at the Bellowes is bullshit. If the ghost of Alice is actually around I'd be goddamn nervous if I were you, making a circus of this shit like the bunch of you are.

Wynnie
I never thanked you for the extras. Thanks for the extras. Ask for me the next time your car takes a shit and I'll half your labor cost. Food was good, would've been disappointed if I went and it was as bad as all else.

Marce
You're a real asshole. Not funny. Could've been a lot less funny, too. Friends don't rub friends noses in shit when they're trying to eat, I was blocking out the stench of it just fine til then.

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WHO: Nathan Griggs
WHEN: April 16, 2018; night; after this
WHERE: His house in Preston
SUMMARY: Nate returns home after his conversation with his son and proceeds to get drunk. Very drunk.
WARNINGS: Drinking. And fire. And dark dark thoughts. And secrets. Lots of secrets. But what are the secrets? Also language. And internalized self-flagellation.

His very self was unravelling. )
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While we’re on the topic of “that book” what are the popular theories on who L.B. Behr actually is?

Whoever shares the most outlandish theory gets a prize. I’ll take answers from anyone, locals, yuppie hyenas, whatever you want to call yourselves.

FILTERED TO: EXLEY + HAYES FAMILY
I’ve been in town for four days now and none of you have interrogated me about school, or reckless spending, or potential drug habits, or other petty crimes.

You’re all slipping.

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WHO: Elijah Griggs and Nathan Griggs (minor appearance by Megan Marple)
WHEN: April 16th, 2018; 6:30ish PM
WHERE: Elijah’s apartment in Crow Canyon.
SUMMARY: Elijah finds a compromising picture, demands Nathan to come over via text message HERE, does not let Megan in his apartment, and then Nate takes the picture after Eli practically kicks him out.
WARNINGS: Apparently, we should warn people when things are sad? Head’s up, Patty.

Cursing, topless Cora March picture (not included), allusion to neglectful childhood, heartbreak, etc. <--I think I got it all.

That looks like a pot with a lot of smaller pots inside it. I guess that's not too bad an idea for storing pots? )

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Lmao if you were planning on going to Mitzi's tonight, don't bother. There's a wait time of an hour.

FILTERED TO: THE COXES
TODAY IS SO LONG SOMEONE PLEASE FEED ME.

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You would think that after twelve years here or however long it's been, my face would have learned to accept that the grass here is not actually trying to kill me and therefore these allergies are unnecessary.

Those of you with helpful tips or tricks to fight this (beyond drugs, since even the "non-drowsy" ones are awful liars and I need to be at least semi-alert during the day,) please step forward and be welcomed warmly. A guy can only sniffle so many times before his coworkers understandably murder him.

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WHO: Euphemia Hayes and Harrison Exley
WHEN: Harrison is about 7, 9, and 11. Euphemia is about 18, 19, and 22 (the same age Harrison is now).
WHERE: The Flores’ home.
SUMMARY: Bedtime stories.
WARNINGS: Talk of parental loss. Patty shouldn’t read this in the morning, probably.

“Sometimes I’m sad but I don’t.” The unspoken worry being, that other people did. )