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I am at home!
Whee!
I re-read the entire Invisibles series, which is a lot easier once you realize that a) GM is completely fucking insane b) so treat it like the God bullshit in Narnia or something. I mean, once you treat the underlying "conspiracy theories" as a given, like pretending Jesus is real, the story follows a lot better. Oddly enough this also prevented any sleep-anxiety that usually results in ultra-violent "people killing people" kinds of stories. Good to know, I guess.
Started, finally, Season 2 of the Office. Tim is less depressing but David is moreso. Oh, man.
Friday night Reg picked me up right after work and we went to Ray's Boathouse to eat and watch the sunset. He suggested we split a bottle of wine, which was like WOAH but hey. Of course on the way home he kept saying we should buy more wine, but I think he's ok now. I fell asleep for three hours then went to Sid's with him and Ash and Cris.
Yesterday I made cupcakes and bought a cheap little computer desk thingy from Storables, as well as expensive olive oil, basalmic vinegar, and fresh-baked bread. Mmmm. Well, the desk thingy wasn't that tasty, but it's decent. We met up with Fritz & Steve and their hos, cos Fritz got his green card, and then to Pat's party. Which was shockingly dead, so we went to Russ and Summer's, which was pretty much better. Invited everyone we knew back to our place, and at 5am I fucking passed the hell out.
Whee!
I re-read the entire Invisibles series, which is a lot easier once you realize that a) GM is completely fucking insane b) so treat it like the God bullshit in Narnia or something. I mean, once you treat the underlying "conspiracy theories" as a given, like pretending Jesus is real, the story follows a lot better. Oddly enough this also prevented any sleep-anxiety that usually results in ultra-violent "people killing people" kinds of stories. Good to know, I guess.
Started, finally, Season 2 of the Office. Tim is less depressing but David is moreso. Oh, man.
Friday night Reg picked me up right after work and we went to Ray's Boathouse to eat and watch the sunset. He suggested we split a bottle of wine, which was like WOAH but hey. Of course on the way home he kept saying we should buy more wine, but I think he's ok now. I fell asleep for three hours then went to Sid's with him and Ash and Cris.
Yesterday I made cupcakes and bought a cheap little computer desk thingy from Storables, as well as expensive olive oil, basalmic vinegar, and fresh-baked bread. Mmmm. Well, the desk thingy wasn't that tasty, but it's decent. We met up with Fritz & Steve and their hos, cos Fritz got his green card, and then to Pat's party. Which was shockingly dead, so we went to Russ and Summer's, which was pretty much better. Invited everyone we knew back to our place, and at 5am I fucking passed the hell out.
