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I honestly have no idea what I just witnessed as I was leaving dinner. Halloweentown is my only guess.
BY READING THE BELOW JOURNAL ENTRY (HENCEFORTH REFERRED TO AS "T.B.J.E."), YOU HEARBY CONSENT TO THE FOLLOWING RULES:This semester has already felt way too long. What's the longest stretch that we've gone without a grotto party — has it been longer than this?
- YOU WILL NOT DISCUSS T.B.J.E. OUTSIDE OF THE MATERIAL CONFINES OF T.B.J.E.
- YOU WILL NOT DISCUSS THE CONTENTS OF T.B.J.E. WITH INDIVIDUALS NOT INCLUDED IN T.B.J.E. WARD
- YOU WILL INTERACT WITH T.B.J.E. OUTSIDE OF THE CONTEXT OF ANY PREFECT DUTIES
(I'm asking for a friend, and that friend wants to know for... a science experiment. I have plausible deniability. Please don't ruin a good thing.)