No, we don't have any needles here, it's just me and my big fucking gun.
Friday, hanging out with the ryss_rhiannon person. Dinner, catching up on what's been happening, movie (Four Rooms, a sleeper of a good movie!) and popcorn. It was quite the awesome time.
Saturday was made of doing as little as possible (except the strict necessary), in bed. Watched more movies, while azrhey got herself a new mission in life.
Sunday, there was partying at sfllaw. Whee! That was some good partying! I was well surrounded, hehe!
This night, I had a weird dream. I dreamt that I was helping gregorama build himself a huge house in the shape of a barn, out of wood, while it was on a trailer rig, on the road. The point being to save time, right? There was a bunch of other friends helping out, which we zoomed the (impossibly large) thing on the highway. I was getting tired, so I went ahead and built the bed (yep, we built everything, down to the furniture!), so I could use it later. I think I woke up when I went to bed.
Kissing isn't something I do a whole lot of, or have done a whole lot of for, well, years. It feels kind of weird when I do, and I sometimes wonder if I'm just not doing it right or something. Not a worry of mine, just an amusing thought.
There's a crane outside my office window, hoisting stuff on the roof of the building next door.
Saturday was made of doing as little as possible (except the strict necessary), in bed. Watched more movies, while azrhey got herself a new mission in life.
Sunday, there was partying at sfllaw. Whee! That was some good partying! I was well surrounded, hehe!
This night, I had a weird dream. I dreamt that I was helping gregorama build himself a huge house in the shape of a barn, out of wood, while it was on a trailer rig, on the road. The point being to save time, right? There was a bunch of other friends helping out, which we zoomed the (impossibly large) thing on the highway. I was getting tired, so I went ahead and built the bed (yep, we built everything, down to the furniture!), so I could use it later. I think I woke up when I went to bed.
Kissing isn't something I do a whole lot of, or have done a whole lot of for, well, years. It feels kind of weird when I do, and I sometimes wonder if I'm just not doing it right or something. Not a worry of mine, just an amusing thought.
There's a crane outside my office window, hoisting stuff on the roof of the building next door.