Wellletmesee....
On the Friday, there was home time,
ifuonlyknew time, boy time, and munching falafel time. Those times, they were good times.
On the Saturn day, there was the hair cut time, there was the Starbucks time, there was the Chicken Little time, and there was the
butrachel-n-
wildraven engagement party time. That last time involved balls, lots and lots of balls. For those of you that doubt my ball handling ability, I'm sure we could work out some kind of system of validation. Post ball handling, there was
Dark Intentions time with
ifuonlyknew. What about that last part? Well, !manray. Also small. The facilities were nice; the music was a bit meh, plus too loud for the size of the room. Most folks there were also really low key. I and
ifuonlyknew thus were high key to balance the key-state. Those times, they were good times. Indeed.
On Sunday, I was work time. Bleh. After home-coming, and boy-busing, and check-in-bank-depositing, there was home time. Of note, there was no
ladytabitha time, due to an invasion of hostile organisms into her body, resulting in a poor system state. I'm hoping that after a reboot some rest, she'll be back to full power. Direct your healing thoughts in her direction.