Clearly, I have been too busy entertaining myself in other peoples’ journals to write in my own.
But I should say that I’ve had some very entertaining and enlightening evenings, interspersed with boring wedding stuffs. I still have to do my taxes. Leo’s has an excellent Pisco which is like tequila, but much smoother. I’m human after all, and apparently a HUGE plate of burrito, beans and rice does to me… about what it does to anyone else. Woo hoo! I totally shouldn’t be this amused, but my aunt’s are worse. Seriously. Clear out a room.
In ozy_y2k‘s journal, we’ve been discussing the number of people met vs number of people friended on LJ, and I’ve got 24 people on my list out of 183 (including duplicates) that I haven’t met.
Clearly, this has to be remedied. Come right over, and we’ll all go jump in someone else’s hot-tub or play parcheesi or something.
Okay, I’d never do that.
I hate parcheesi.
Tonight, I watch Falling Apart again; it’s an indie feature created by a few friends of mine. Cheryl and Nancy have requested my presence, but really, I think they just want me for my fat cash. (Or, perhaps, my phat cache…. it is pretty phat.) I hope to maintain my reputation for blisteringly witty repartee and movie commentary, I’d hate to have my medal revoked.
Clearly, I had nothing of import to say.
Great Big Sea tomorrow! Woohoo!
why wouldn’t you jump in someone else’s hot tub? i’ve been doing that a lot, since porphyria upgraded to having a hot tub.
The humor is that I first implied I’d never jump in someone else’s hot tub, and then, suddenly, revealed that what I wouldn’t do is actually play parcheesi
*looks again*
…oh. right, heh.
do you really wanna meet people online? those types are kinda weird.
*grins* Seems to have worked so far, Sgt. Pepper.