Did you get laid on Valentine's Day?

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I'm about as gronked as I've ever been. I mean I'm Gronktina of the Gronkington Gronkwells of Gronkhaven. Jeebus I'm tired.

The 1st annual Beej 'n Fella 'we're morally opposed to Vday but will have fun anyway' event was a huge success.

Scallop scampi over lemon/pepper linguine, steamed broccoli and a salad with Stilton melted into balsamic vinegar, apples and pecans over romaine...crusty bread and smoked gouda. For dessert, the oft-mentioned 70% chocolate cake...which was amazing, if I do say.

Fella said he'd never had a homemade cake! How does that happen?

He brought incredible music, really good wine I drank a little too much of and a nice card.

It was a lovely evening...and way into the morning hours...so not enough sleep for me. So, I'm happy but wasted. Going to be a struggle to stay alert for all my clients today...I work from 10 to 9 on Wednesdays.

How does one tactfully explain a romance hangover?

eta: So wasted I didn't even think to apologize for a lot of skipping and not saying Timelies! Good Morning! Hoping everyone is well!

crawling back into the self-absorbed gronks

Ice cream and umfriend good. Yes.

Did you get laid on Valentine's Day?

Not as such. But....still good.

aw, romance hangover! Fun! Umfriend fun, also fun!

::plops down in the comfy gronk corner::

Go Egypt! Very fun story, Fay. And lots of job ~ma to you.

WindSparrow, it sounds like the whole situation is going to go much smoother than originally thought so... BIG YAY!

Gronkity gronk-gronk.

Damn. Totally meant to tell Beej that her V-day sounds wonderful and that if there's any dinner leftovers, I want them. Because... YUM!

PCP=usually a monkey with a bottle of Motrin. (Nah. Doctors and I do have a love-hate, though...they saved my life but couldn't stop the brain damage...buy my wheelchair parts without knowing what the hell I'm asking about and repeatedly ask about my disability "affecting children" whereupon I wish I was House so I could say "What do you think I started out as? A fish?" But, you know, ready supply of BJGs. And my impulse to defend some doctors(if not DoctorKind, which has some serious 'splaining to do in re the botched procedures on my bunkies)has cost me some allies as regards the whole Schiavo thing, but I refuse to believe they are all Von Liebermans cackling in glee as the death trucks round us up.

Not as such. But....still good.

Well done!

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Go Beej! That sounds lovely.

Amazingly, the scampi is MUCH better today. I'm going to have to remember that and make the sauce a day in advance.

The meal really was yummy Nicole. And not that hard to prepare.

I have scampi, noodles, salad and broccoli in the office fridge for lunch. I will drive my coworkers insane with the smells...and then not share...I'm evil that way. But I AM going to bring them the rest of the cake tomorrow. It should not coexist in my house...with my mouth. The two of them are way too friendly.

Go Beej! That sounds lovely.

Thanks David. It really was. There was much tentative...um, this is too good too soon to not be scary...followed by a lot of what the hell, we're goin' for it! And how about that future, eh?

So yeah. Quite lovely.

Unless you count the House orgasm conversation, no. But Bio never affected me like that in school.(If it had, I'd have been alone a lot less. Or a lot more. But you'd be talking to a scientist now.) Maybe my brother is right about the loser curse.