Sorry for not answering, though. I had just stepped outside to watch the fireworks. I'm glad you had a great time last night and I feel all priviledged that you were thinking of me. In my own timezone even!
I wasn't really expecting you to answer, and I was more than a little afraid to wake you. As for thinking of you, of course I was!
I always had a couple of problems with Steve Irwin, not least the notion that Americans were getting their impression on Australia from this guy (people kept guessing I was English because I didn't sound like him).
Yeah, you don't to that, "that's not a kinfe, THIS is a kinfe" thing either. I really have my doubts.
I'm watching this Diane Keaton TV movie.
After ten minutes of "witty" dialogue establishing the soon-to-be-snuffed-all-too-young character as happenin' and fun she is croaked in a car accident and is last seen hanging upsidedown, dead, in the car with her sobbing gay best friend. Now we'll spend a few hours watching the freind and the mom bond for no discernable reason.
I think Diane Keaton must really want an Emmy or something. I can't think why else she might be doing this. She just
went into the morgue to inexplicably identify the body and put lipstick on her daughter's corpse. And now the friends are upset that she didn't invite them to the funeral.
Oh, he is just the best ex-boyfriend EVAH.
He really really really is. A WBxBF nominee.
Turns out that my uncle showed up at the folks today and has promised to stay up with grandma so I am home for the evening and will go up tomorrow. I was still lounged at 3.0's when I talked with them and was very nearly tempted to stay.
Instead we toasted the new year with Stef there (and the last bottle of champagne that we hadn't even opened) and then I came home to hang with the kittens while he went to the store for more White Star. I have mushroom soup starting to percolate in the crock pot.
Greg: That's my girl! Profoundly disturb all the adults in the room with just four words.
Kara is to be feared and beloved -- as few are.
i like that name.
World domination truly shall be hers.
Neither one impresses me. I say we nominate billytea as the next spokesperson for Down Under.
Seconded. Can we open Lightbulbs?
we very nearly started 2006 by burning the house down. I choose to think of this as an auspicious beginning to the year, inasmuchas the conflagration was heard and scented and put out before it had time to become an inferno.
Okay, fires are Not Good. I decree them only to happen in fireplaces and safe candles from now on. Oh, and I left a saucepan burning at my parent's house the other night. No fire that time (just the one a couple nights prior at my house) but I frelled dinner.
Perkins might be right, I might need to be banished from the kitchen for a while. Except for my crockpot. It's open flames that I wander away from. Crock pots are designed specifically to be walked away from so it's really ideal for me right now.
OK, nutsy DK just walked into the vacation house with groceries and the friends are
all but freaking that she gave the baby some licorice because they're raising the baby on some special diet. Whatev.
Report:
Brunch was at Perkins' apartment today. Everyone welcomed Juliana to the Bay Area. Perkins was sad that Sean was not there to take home the leftovers (FedEx was considered). There was much conversation. Including the infamous slash conversation that was not about Slash . And the importance of having a banana when living in a cardboard box
To be xposted with natter.
DK is now
having some sort of breakdown, singing japanese pop songs, and scrubbing the beach house in her chanel suit. It would be more of a character arc if they hadn't openly hated her fromt he beginning.
I was still lounged at 3.0's when I talked with them and was very nearly tempted to stay.
Okay, I am a bad kitty mom. They've got an hour and then I am heading back up to 3.0's. For I am feeling like actual human conversation. And possibly champagne. Cats are fed and litter is clean, I figure some quality belly rubs and I can be all cleanish conscious-y.
I am amused at the DK "Trudy watches and posts."
Maybe Diane Keaton just wanted to wear something not a pants suit? There are easier ways to go about that. Just, you know, buy a dress or some jeans... but she's still wearing a hat pulled way down to her glasses.
Cassie, you are not a bad kitty mommy.