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May. 26th, 2002 10:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lauralhSaturday morning I had an interesting dream about a gorgeous 19-year-old Frenchman having his way with me. Which naturally led to me waking up horny, but fortunately I had a boy in bed with me who had no objections whatsoever to having his way with me...
Afterwards we all went to breakfast, then went our separate ways. My way involved finishing Caricatures by Clowes, eating a creamsicle, then sleeping for a couple of hours. Then Steve and his sister woke me up with some kind of boxing video game. It sounded like some kind of fucked up drum'n'bass, but it was just people punching each other. I asked them to turn it down, but it didn't do much good. I decided I may as well get up anyway and shower.
We all sort of dressed up a little - which, in Seattle, means no jeans - and we were about to take off for the Metropolitan Grill when one of the Romanians shows up. He'd left his laptop the previous night, so he came by to get it. But he laughed at us all looking so snazzy. We told him to get out, since we were leaving, and that we'd see him later.
Dinner was good. To put it mildly. I am shameless in my love of steak, man. I can't gush enough. Plus, there were these prom kids sitting at the table across from us. They were the only people approaching our level of dress. Heh. After approaching meat coma, we headed down to Marcus' for drinks. Steve's sister is some kinda alcoholic - she had two martinis and two shots of SoCo, and kept pushing us to have shots too. I got so drunk and horny that I kept talking trash about getting busy in the ladies' room...
This morning I woke up not at all hungry and pretty hungover. We went to Jamba Juice and had smoothies, then made our way to see Episode Two. I'd been reading so much trash about it that I actually enjoyed it despite myself. Well, ok, despite the awfulness of Hayden Christensen's acting. Also there was a part of me that pulled it away from the whole Star Wars universe, and liked it better. Still felt like nothing happened, though. I actually thought there would be another thirty minutes - but no. D'oh.
(I still feel a little hungover at this point - and I have to go to work tomorrow - so I think I'll be going to bed fairly shortly.)
Afterwards we all went to breakfast, then went our separate ways. My way involved finishing Caricatures by Clowes, eating a creamsicle, then sleeping for a couple of hours. Then Steve and his sister woke me up with some kind of boxing video game. It sounded like some kind of fucked up drum'n'bass, but it was just people punching each other. I asked them to turn it down, but it didn't do much good. I decided I may as well get up anyway and shower.
We all sort of dressed up a little - which, in Seattle, means no jeans - and we were about to take off for the Metropolitan Grill when one of the Romanians shows up. He'd left his laptop the previous night, so he came by to get it. But he laughed at us all looking so snazzy. We told him to get out, since we were leaving, and that we'd see him later.
Dinner was good. To put it mildly. I am shameless in my love of steak, man. I can't gush enough. Plus, there were these prom kids sitting at the table across from us. They were the only people approaching our level of dress. Heh. After approaching meat coma, we headed down to Marcus' for drinks. Steve's sister is some kinda alcoholic - she had two martinis and two shots of SoCo, and kept pushing us to have shots too. I got so drunk and horny that I kept talking trash about getting busy in the ladies' room...
This morning I woke up not at all hungry and pretty hungover. We went to Jamba Juice and had smoothies, then made our way to see Episode Two. I'd been reading so much trash about it that I actually enjoyed it despite myself. Well, ok, despite the awfulness of Hayden Christensen's acting. Also there was a part of me that pulled it away from the whole Star Wars universe, and liked it better. Still felt like nothing happened, though. I actually thought there would be another thirty minutes - but no. D'oh.
(I still feel a little hungover at this point - and I have to go to work tomorrow - so I think I'll be going to bed fairly shortly.)
