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Feb. 25th, 2002 12:20 amHell of a week/weekend.
Thursday: Is there anything more pitiful than a man who has been single as long as I have buying half-price Valentines chocolate?
Friday: Birthday dinner for Karen and Di. I'm amazed we pulled this off without either one figuring out what was really going on. Afterwards there was Highlandering and Cyberia. I was fine until Cyberia. I really wasn't too interested in going, but felt the need to since I was transporting fissionable material. Left early to say hi to Sharon at James place. James called me "darlin" and detailed his relatives various chicken-killing methodologies.
Saturday: Watched ex-roomie get a dragon tattoo from bottom of shoulder blades to top of ass. I have got occasional tattoo-goo duty. Then Pesto-spinach lasagna and bruschetta for Becky L and company. Her Mom's cool. Afterwards we went to Secret Room. I'm now "on the list". I've only ever been "on the list" in a good way once before. I'm on plenty of the bad kinds of lists. :) Alas, I left early because my left leg was filing a formal protest in the form of joint pain.
Sunday: Made breakfast for the locals, then did laundry. All of it. I have 4 foot piles of clean clothes on my bed that need homes, dammit. Need to go to bed soon, but must clear it first.
Thursday: Is there anything more pitiful than a man who has been single as long as I have buying half-price Valentines chocolate?
Friday: Birthday dinner for Karen and Di. I'm amazed we pulled this off without either one figuring out what was really going on. Afterwards there was Highlandering and Cyberia. I was fine until Cyberia. I really wasn't too interested in going, but felt the need to since I was transporting fissionable material. Left early to say hi to Sharon at James place. James called me "darlin" and detailed his relatives various chicken-killing methodologies.
Saturday: Watched ex-roomie get a dragon tattoo from bottom of shoulder blades to top of ass. I have got occasional tattoo-goo duty. Then Pesto-spinach lasagna and bruschetta for Becky L and company. Her Mom's cool. Afterwards we went to Secret Room. I'm now "on the list". I've only ever been "on the list" in a good way once before. I'm on plenty of the bad kinds of lists. :) Alas, I left early because my left leg was filing a formal protest in the form of joint pain.
Sunday: Made breakfast for the locals, then did laundry. All of it. I have 4 foot piles of clean clothes on my bed that need homes, dammit. Need to go to bed soon, but must clear it first.
