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I think in order to recap my however-long-its-been, I will mostly just show you a bunch of pictures. And I'll point you to other people's pictures. Then we'll move on. How does that all sound?


Here we all are (Chauffi, Jenfu, Weetabix, La Wade) at Jenfu's reading. It was her first time, but we were gentle.

And then there was the "creative nonfiction" story about every single person in this girl's family who has ever died, told with a completely unnecessary level of non-compelling detail:

Grandma died today. I had my blue sweater on, the one that Aunt Laura gave me for Christmas, the really warm one. It was Grandma's time to go, I guess. Tears fell from my cheeks. For dinner, we had pot roast.

Also, the student from my school (whom I did not know) read the second-best story of the night. Yeah! Represent!


Jenfu deserved to win this game of Balderdash, if only for "finochio: the Finnish story of a puppet who wanted to be a real boy." I also loved Jen Wade's definition of "fenks: a type of striped sock worn by British hobbyists." I mean, okay, so you're a British hobbyist. What are your hobbies?


And here is Colleeny in Chinatown. It was so fabulous to see her again. And we had quality time, too! Shopping for feng shui money cats and all kinds of fabulous crap you can't get anywhere else in the world.


My first stroll down Waverly Place. I normally look towards it, point it out, and then keep walking. Apparently, it's worth walking down!


And oh, the girltalk! I love girltalk.


We went to the Church of Peter and Paul in Washington Square. It is so lovely and beautiful that I was shocked. I have always thought American churches = ugly, and European churches = beautiful. I had no idea.


I lit a candle for a member of my family who had died that morning. We shared a birthday.


We met up with Dave, wandered down to Fisherman's Wharf, and took a lot of photos of signs that say "Photo Spot" on them, because, well, it's funny! I also got a massage from my future husband at the Fisherman's Wharf relax-o-spa. You're all invited to the wedding! Unfortunately, I didn't catch his name.


Then it was on to the gay bar with these crazy kids for drinking. And drinking. And.. yeah. We drank a lot. I have never been so hammered at 6:30 in the afternoon before. Good times.


If his drink had been pink, that would have been gay. Fortunately for us all, he assured us that it was mauve. "MAUVE, I TELL YOU."


This is the universal sign for "I can't feel my face anymore. Woo!"


I gave Weetabix a blue and purple cock for her birthday, then captured the look of abject horror on her face at the very moment she unwrapped it. At this very moment, she is bitterly regretting her friendship with me. You can just tell.


I am drunk and full of pancakes! And I didn't even order pancakes! Wait, whose hand am I leaning on?

After this was karaoke (and they would kill me if I posted their karaoke pictures, which are none too flattering; thank god there are none of me).


After the evil karaoke lady kicked us out of her karaoke bar, we went and took sticker pictures. Then we went to a better karaoke bar.

After that, we went to go buy the new Harry Potter. ("Hand over the Potter!") After that, I think I slept it off for about three days. Upcoming events: my sister is popping into town for Pride, the Books and Pie Club is having another meeting, and we may crash Chauffi's place and have a pool party.

I think this summer is going to go down in history as the Whirlwind of Random Fun Events. I got that inkling when I got a phone call from Bruce. "Okay, I got our tickets for the white water rafting trip!"

(I'm going white water rafting?)

"We'll be camping on Saturday night after we go out on the rapids, and then we'll go out again Sunday morning."

(I'm going white water rafting??)

"I'll be getting there on Thursday and I'll leave sometime Monday.

('White water rafting,' did you say???)

Thus, my summer.


Respect the cock.

 365 days ago (give or take):

"But on the flip side, these super cute firefighters came in too. They were bored, they said; they had nothing to do at the firehouse. They had on uniforms. I offered to set Starbucks on fire for them."

My stalker (mentioned in this entry) was in today also. He comes in a lot. He talks to himself. Today he was staring at me. I think he might still love me. Not sure.

 


what i'm reading:
I read (and loved) the Potter.

And then today I went to the bookstore and said, "Do you have Why Girls Are Weird'?" They looked in the computer and had THIRTY TWO COPIES! The guy could only find one; he had to get it out of the back. (The others are probably going to turn up in a Fancy Display, or they are in a crate or something.)

And then I wandered around the store all squee, resisting the urge to wave it in people's faces. "Pamie wrote this book! Pam did! Look at the people listed in the back! There's AB! There's Kim! John Scalzi! Sars! I know these people! I saw the galleys! She showed me the cover! Look at her picture!!! Isn't she pretty!!!!!! Buy it! BUY! BUY!!!!"

So, yeah. Reading Pam's book.

[Later: I have stayed up all night and finished Pam's book. And I am saying this not out of loyalty but because it is true: it's a great book. The blurbs don't do it justice. It's insightful and funny and heartwarming without being formulaic. The characters are wonderful, and I (clearly) couldn't put it down. I'm so proud!]

what i'm writing:
 One of these days, I am going to be productive.

what i'm watching:
 The Amazing Race. It was fun to watch them mangle Dutch! Boy, there aren't many teams I am rooting for. The NFL wives are still my first choice, then I like the clowns. But Kelly, Jon, Millie, Tian... all awful. And David and Jeff, I have no idea why in the hell they were cast. There is nothing, but nothing, compelling about those two.

anything:
So happy about the Supreme Court ruling, I cannot even tell you. Bring on the sodomy!

the birds:
 I think Phoebe does really think she is an alarm clock. This morning she was chirping so annoyingly and persistently and LOUDLY until I sat up and said, "Okay! Okay! I'm up!" She blinked at me, chirped once, and then was silent.

journal quote of the day:
 "It was as if the machine was sending us a message that: A. We shouldn't be eating ice cream - because we are, after all, on a DIET!!! or B. You should eat crappy ice cream cuz crappy ice cream rules. So seven dollars and 7 crappy ice creams later - we decided we should go home and watch our favorite show - TOP MODEL. Cuz nothing makes one feel better after a night of pizza, fries, and ice cream than watching skinny, beautiful people flash their beautiful skinny selves around in competition form."

It's my little sister's insane livejournal!

mood ring:
 embarassment

shakespeare says:
 There is a sickness which puts some of us in distemper, but I cannot name the disease; and it is caught of you that yet are well. (Winter's Tale)

biking update:
 miles: None
this year's mileage: 158.9
notes: Okay, I am going to my WW meeting tomorrow and then biking tomorrow evening. I will not be deterred!

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