Won'tcha come on down
I had an interesting IM conversation with petie_s at work today. I forget the exact phrasing, because it kind of snuck up on me, but here's the jist of it.
petie_s: Hey Dave!
boolean263: Heya! How's it going?
petie_s: Great! I'm done work for the day. :D
boolean263: (looks at clock -- 1pm or so) Hey, that's great! (:
petie_s: This is the first weekend in a while that's been completely free. I'm trying to figure out what to do.
boolean263: Road trip! (:
petie_s: ... well, there is a comic con in Ottawa this weekend.
boolean263: Heh, cool. (: You could crash on my futon!
petie_s: Thanks!
boolean263: If you don't mind driving for 12 hours, anyway. (:
petie_s: There is that. :)
petie_s: What's Ottawa's airport code?
boolean263: (Hm... is he serious about this?) YOW.
petie_s: Are the landings that bad? Zing!
petie_s: A ticket would cost me $1000. :)
boolean263: Ouch!
petie_s: I could take a Greyhound, but I'd be riding for 20 hours.
boolean263: Yeah, that'd be a pain. (Ah well, it would have been cool to have him over.)
petie_s: I figure I could drive there in 10 hours, if I do decide to come.
petie_s: Alright, I'm coming. Seeya!
boolean263: (*blinkblink* buh? ... hey! Cool!) Hey, cool! Seeya! Safe trip!
I met Brian for dinner, but I didn't stay too long after. I needed to make sure the place is at least semi-presentable for Petie. (: I got a call from him, he should be here at around half-past midnight.
In other news, my cat Jasmine has learned a neat trick: she'll paw open the bottom drawer of my dresser and sit in it. Or sometimes curl up in it. It's quite clever of her. I need to get clever enough to stop shutting her in there by accident, though.
petie_s: Hey Dave!
boolean263: Heya! How's it going?
petie_s: Great! I'm done work for the day. :D
boolean263: (looks at clock -- 1pm or so) Hey, that's great! (:
petie_s: This is the first weekend in a while that's been completely free. I'm trying to figure out what to do.
boolean263: Road trip! (:
petie_s: ... well, there is a comic con in Ottawa this weekend.
boolean263: Heh, cool. (: You could crash on my futon!
petie_s: Thanks!
boolean263: If you don't mind driving for 12 hours, anyway. (:
petie_s: There is that. :)
petie_s: What's Ottawa's airport code?
boolean263: (Hm... is he serious about this?) YOW.
petie_s: Are the landings that bad? Zing!
petie_s: A ticket would cost me $1000. :)
boolean263: Ouch!
petie_s: I could take a Greyhound, but I'd be riding for 20 hours.
boolean263: Yeah, that'd be a pain. (Ah well, it would have been cool to have him over.)
petie_s: I figure I could drive there in 10 hours, if I do decide to come.
petie_s: Alright, I'm coming. Seeya!
boolean263: (*blinkblink* buh? ... hey! Cool!) Hey, cool! Seeya! Safe trip!
I met Brian for dinner, but I didn't stay too long after. I needed to make sure the place is at least semi-presentable for Petie. (: I got a call from him, he should be here at around half-past midnight.
In other news, my cat Jasmine has learned a neat trick: she'll paw open the bottom drawer of my dresser and sit in it. Or sometimes curl up in it. It's quite clever of her. I need to get clever enough to stop shutting her in there by accident, though.