Obviously the most important part of Thanksgiving. As usual, there was a shit ton of food and a shit ton of people. Everything went reasonably well, especially considering I was on my own most of the day (Jeff came home just after four, and before that I just had Maddie to help me peel vegetables and Adam to stuff the turkey). After everyone went home Sarah, Jeff, Steph, and I just laid on the floor in the living room, smoking a joint and listening to Pink Floyd.
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