So, I had ethiopian the other night – not bad, not totally awesome, but the company was great. Seriously, the bread looked like tripe! We stayed up until the wee hours of the morning, and some poor fool made me (made me!) bring up I Love Bees. Which, for those who don’t know what it is, always leads to 10 minutes of me talking and them waiting for me to stop talking.
On Saturday, I finally got my tires replaced. It was expensive, but worth it – this evening was my first chance to test them, and they performed admirably in the rain. I was duct taped to the road.
I saw Lucy very briefly at the end of Vet-A-Visit, and skeedaddled to Amy and Alex’s Chocolate Formal party. It was le awesome! The house was amazing, and the food totally. kicked. my. ass. In fact, I kinda almost passed out on the overstuffed leather couch, for a bit. I left near the end so I could spend a few hours with my Lucykins.
Segue to morning, we color Pysanki eggs at A&A’s house, and I get chocolate into my trusty tupperware for later gleeful consumption before leaping home in time to grab Anne and head to Trase and George’s place.
I kept George company while he did an awesome job replacing my brake pads. We went with the ceramic pads with the lifetime warranty, so I shouldn’t have to fret about them, like, ever again. Stopping power? ACHIEVED!
We went to dinner, and damn it, George paid again. So he fixed my car in the middle of the coldest day of the weekend, while it rained (I held the umbrella), and then took us all out to dinner. That bastard is too cool for school!
While we were on the road, Anne started talking about how we need to get a formal outfit for me, one that I could use for typical situations but could also be steam-punked out with the proper accessories. As you may imagine, I was TOTALLY EXCITED BY THIS. I mean, it was almost better than boobs.
So, I guess we’ll have to keep our eyes out for that.
It’s weird using the work laptop instead of Athena at home. I think I’m going to chill out on the couch for a bit. Ciao folks!

Nothing is better than boobs.
And I am a poor, poor fool. It seemed like such an innocent question at the time!
I had fun Friday – it was good to see you.
*chuckle* That’ll teach you!
*chuckle* That’ll teach you!
Nothing is better than boobs.
And I am a poor, poor fool. It seemed like such an innocent question at the time!
I had fun Friday – it was good to see you.
I’m going to have to agree. Nothing is better then boobs.
And I really liked that story and am not sorry that you told it at all.
Thanks for coming and hanging out with us.
*grins* Whew! ’cause I’ve got a million.
I’ll come over and regale any time you’d like. :)
*grins* Whew! ’cause I’ve got a million.
I’ll come over and regale any time you’d like. :)
And yeah, nothing’s better than boobs. But, if I had a sexy steamy suit, I might have more boobs thrust at me, and that is nothing to shake a stick at.
And yeah, nothing’s better than boobs. But, if I had a sexy steamy suit, I might have more boobs thrust at me, and that is nothing to shake a stick at.
I’m going to have to agree. Nothing is better then boobs.
And I really liked that story and am not sorry that you told it at all.
Thanks for coming and hanging out with us.
where did you go for the ethopian? My bread has never looked like tripe.
Blue Nile. Lucy read my post, and agreed with me (not having been there), so apparently her ethiopian experience was the same.
Now, I should say it didn’t -taste- like (what I imagine) tripe tastes like, it was just soft airy and spongy bread.
Blue Nile. Lucy read my post, and agreed with me (not having been there), so apparently her ethiopian experience was the same.
Now, I should say it didn’t -taste- like (what I imagine) tripe tastes like, it was just soft airy and spongy bread.
where did you go for the ethopian? My bread has never looked like tripe.
Ethiopian is AWESOME (IMHO) and yes, the bread is very pale and full of holes and could be said to resemble tripe.
Must remember to ask about I Love Bees….. I am curious now
Ethiopian is AWESOME (IMHO) and yes, the bread is very pale and full of holes and could be said to resemble tripe.
Must remember to ask about I Love Bees….. I am curious now
I will never grow tired of I Love Bees. It was fun, even if the sequel wasn’t as stellar.
I will never grow tired of I Love Bees. It was fun, even if the sequel wasn’t as stellar.
10 minutes? Was that the first ten, the middle ten or the last couple of tens? :) Fortunately, an entertaining story, to go along with the rest of the evening.
And I’m with the “Boobs are best” crowd on this one.
Shhh, I may or may not have compressed time while you weren’t looking.
Shhh, I may or may not have compressed time while you weren’t looking.
10 minutes? Was that the first ten, the middle ten or the last couple of tens? :) Fortunately, an entertaining story, to go along with the rest of the evening.
And I’m with the “Boobs are best” crowd on this one.