Dear Friend In From Out Of Town,

The sooner you make your plans, the more likely I can haul my ass out of the house to do dinner with you, and the more likely you're to get Colin to come across town after a day of work.

I know you're at someone else's mercy, but I'm going to need to eat or sleep pretty soon.

Thanks,
ita.

am so not the meanest.

Who doesn't love Google!

I just googled myself with usual work/grown up/legal name and found a place that had an email I didn't want out there. So I fixed it. and it immediately fell off google. Henh.

Weirdly, I can find a couple of ex's easily because of good unique names. Other people, with their uber common names, are much trickier to locate.

Which is somewhat sadmaking.

Then there are the people I knew, I really liked at the time, that I used to live with, drink with, hang out with, nurse hangovers with and now I can't even remember their full names.

Some of the people I'd most like to track down have very common, if not associated with famous people, names. So even with advanced search, hard to find.

And ditto on the WTF WAS their name.

Damn you. You made me google my ex.

Most of my college friends were performers, so googling usually yields a bunch of stuff, and there's always imdb.

And lo! Dinner plans are made. Excellent.

Not damn me! Tis GOOD! Embrace the google.

And ditto on the WTF WAS their name.

I have a puppycat flopped on my legs. She is sound, sound asleep judging from the weight of her. I suspect, given her tendancy to startle and claws, that I am not going to risk getting up until she wakes up on her own. I don't own enough band-aids to do otherwise.

Cass, bolt quickly!

But then, mine aren't startle-claws. They are pillow HOGS.

He looks freakishly like he did 15 years ago. A lot of them do. Colin doesn't -- he aged dramatically about 8 years ago. But when he was last here we looked up some of his old friends, and it's like they've been photoshopped into their lives, with children and stuff.