... ... don't tell James... ... we are supposed to be in bed.

Ohhh, the streets of Oxford with friends. Luvly!

Overdue, i know. This snapper is of andria, jordan and tyler at The Head of the River... it was a lovely night. Andria has the shot of the four of us and as soon as it is in my box, it will be here.

this is the stunning rehearsal space. That is james in the middlem, and Liz standing.

When we left the King's arms tonight James was worried. We stayed up last night much too late watching Big Brother (the live version, which you actually watch them sleep... we will explain this more later). So we promiced that Liz (the female lead) would catch a taxi home at a decent time tonight ... and hour or so after we arrived... it has been 4 hours. Heh... hehehe... pictures? Sure.

nope, not wine. The limey aquires a taste for burbon while we play cards. Poker none the less. I guess Liz won... but we were uncontrolably goofy by the end.
Aaron, playing the guitar. Liz and Tyler running "lines". Their acents are supposed to be South Carolina and Maryland... I think at this point they were russian... set to music. Hell, it works.

alright, I guess those photos are not crazy at all. I think i should rejoin the group. Liz is not rehearsing her lines with and Irish accent and yelling obsenitys. I think i shall join them and then pass the stink out.

love you all... real the other entry. It is a masterpiece. Ha!

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