Everyone else can watch as their dreams untie/So why can't I
ahahah I'm alright no really.
Drunken Jas, meaningful conversations with L. both L.s, bisexuality round the table, staying up with Marty and Nique till a quarter to seven, feeling cheap and trying to keep L. from doing something remotely similar, 'ohshe'scute's.
ETA 03:42 Also last night was inordinate happiness at Nique asking me if I'd read the novel that was the base inspiration to my NaNoWriMo novel of the last two years.
Or, like Marty said, people need to come over and catch up with my personality, because it's almost like we don't know each other that well anymore. Then again, I should do the same.
(When our column advanced, and we saw what we'd done)
And oh, I just read that Kerry sasha_davidovna gave birth to Eleanor on December 21st. Solsticegirl. :)
Okay, about to go to bed, I want to speak to Jas but she's not here, but I'll be at her place tomorrow anyway.
(it was weird. I was weird. And so was she. And I didn't drink any alcohol, not even the beer I took away from her sometime last night. I wouldn't have acted so weird if I'd been drunk)
And Lieke M. cantseenewyorkis going to Köln tomorrow and T. e-mailed to say that she can't go to Saw III on Friday, so I'll get to go to that work-thing anyway, and by the way, my first book of 2007 is R.W. Day rwday's A Strong And Sudden Thaw. Followed closely by Cynthia Voigt's David And Jonathan. But yes, I'm reading Becky's novel and I'm seriously paying attention to every line because that's what I do when something's written by someone I know and have talked with. It's a lot easier to focus on the story that way.
(fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and all we've been through)