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Jesse - Dec 22, 2006 5:49:55 am PST #7704 of 10007
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Yeah, I've heard tell of the brunch-lunch, because there's only so much room in the cafe or whatever.

OMG, I just got an endless voicemail about going to my HS reunion tonight, which she already knows I don't want to go to! My parents busted me, telling her I'm coming in today. @@

Jesse - Dec 22, 2006 5:51:21 am PST #7705 of 10007
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Also, I'm ready for lunch now.

Hayden - Dec 22, 2006 5:51:39 am PST #7706 of 10007
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."

Thanks for the kind words, everyone! We're excited, if still a bit surprised.

And happy birthday, Strega!

sarameg - Dec 22, 2006 5:52:28 am PST #7707 of 10007

I had a chile burger for breakfast. Yum! And now I'm off.

Hil R. - Dec 22, 2006 5:55:32 am PST #7708 of 10007
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

My elementary school, lunch was at 11:30. But we didn't actually have a cafeteria -- the school was built with the expectation that kids would go home for lunch. When I was there, maybe half the kids went home for lunch each day, and the ones who stayed at school ate in the classrooms.

In middle and high school, there was one cafeteria for grades 7-12. It could hold about two full grades at a time, so lunch was staggered. Seventh and eighth grades ate at 10:20, ninth and tenth at 11:20, and eleventh and twelfth at 12:20.

Kat - Dec 22, 2006 6:00:15 am PST #7709 of 10007
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

sara, are you telling me that the weather sucks and it will be treacherous?

bon bon - Dec 22, 2006 6:07:05 am PST #7710 of 10007
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Happy Birthday, Strega!

Nutty - Dec 22, 2006 6:08:08 am PST #7711 of 10007
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."

I am at work. With peppermint bark and no intention of doing any work.

bon bon - Dec 22, 2006 6:13:17 am PST #7712 of 10007
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

I guess I should get some studying done today. I can't believe how almost done I am with Christmas shopping. I mean, having mom do half of it helps, but December 22? What am I, Houdini?!

shrift - Dec 22, 2006 6:16:58 am PST #7713 of 10007
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

I am at work. With peppermint bark and no intention of doing any work.

In two hours I have done three things that took approximately a minute. I expect to spend the rest of my day refreshing my LJ friendslist and furtively writing SGA fic.

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