Lee, yep. I'll email you the info for the spa? And, as a warning, by feasible, sarameg means if she can brave LA traffic.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Natter 48 Contiguous States of Denial
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
ita, are you going to the 10:55?
I'll email you the info for the spa?
Sounds good.
And, as a warning, by feasible, sarameg means if she can brave LA traffic.Actually, I've been IMing with Polgara, and I think she's going to pick me up on Wednesday. We may do lunch though, if you want to join us, Sarameg.
We're going to a 10 showing at The Bridge. And now *I* have to pick a restaurant because *I* mentioned food first. We're just going to drive until something tickles me fancy. that'll larn'm.
Hey, Lee knows LA! She can take care of me. It's just I can't find my ficking atlas and have no idea. I need my maps, damnit!
EDIT: AND UM, OK? Whoops, capslock. I'm agreeable and flexible and all that shit.
OK, I just tried to superglue a cut and...it's a mess. I'm a loon.
Hey, Lee knows LA! She can take care of me.
I could try!
OK, I just tried to superglue a cut and...it's a mess. I'm a loon.
Poor Sarameg!
eta:
I'm agreeable and flexible and all that shit.
Us too, I bet.
See! I love when things work. It's so beautiful.
sarameg, you'll be between me and the airport, so if you want, I can pick you up either before or after I pick up Lee.
I kinda blew it off, but Allyson was quite pissed. I just...for some reason I don't want to believe it was more than coincidence, even though I walked the entire rest of the restaurant to check. White as the eye could see.
Oy. It wasn't the Argentinian place, was it?
Polgara, that would very much work. Uh, I have no cellphone, though. So communicate here, lj or via the people who are kind enough to put up with me.
I have to admit, I'm somewhat ashamed of being afeared of LA traffic, especially since I've had a couple people not here tell me like I drive as if in LA (um, not sure how I should take that.) Blame it on the Blue Shuttle loonitunedness. Reality is, given a map, a destination and a car, I do just fine. It's just the anticipation that fucks with my head.