Lee made me giggle. She also made me hopeful for porn. It could happen, we're in Bitches. Actually, perhaps I should rephrase. It's
likely
to happen. We're in Bitches.
Sail, good luck with the forced beddage.
It wouldn't be such an issue except that I have to haul my butt up to Massachusetts for a belated extended family Christmas gathering in the morning, and then we have to run back down here by 4 so Dave can meet up with one of his coworkers to drive to Long Island.
Oh, and did I mention that I didn't actually grade a single thing this past week? Tomorrow night is not going to be pretty.
Nonetheless, I'm rather happy right now. I love being up in the middle of the night. I'm such a night creature.
I'm drunk. Or at least well on my way to drunk. And you have no idea how many times I've hit the backspace button on my keyboard to make this post legible.
Clue: WAY too many times.
I'm going through firefly quotes, though I was just thinking some tequila might be in order.
All I have is Aspen Edge beer. Coors, of course. DISCOUNT, BABY!
ION, Lee, will you be in LA toward the end of September?
ION, Lee, will you be in LA toward the end of September?
I do believe that could be arranged. Do we get Nicole Visit?
Okay, Dave's "breathing" Mac light is freaking me the hell out. MAKE THE FREAKISH THING STOP.
(It doesn't usually charge in my office. It won't be doing so again.)
I'm thinking about coming out for the Serenity opening, which happens to coincide quite well with my birthday. Money willing, of course. Would love to spend time with you and few other LAistas, if that can be arranged.
Hi Kristin!! Still sad that I didn't spend any time with you while you were in SF. Must be remedied.
Still with the backspace button. This will teach me not to drink alone. Or something along those lines.
