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Consuela - Mar 16, 2007 3:40:26 pm PDT #7525 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

I'm just throwing stuff into a bag before driving up to the mountains to ski with my sister. It's going to be in the high 60s, so I am totally bringing the #50 sunscreen. Might be the last skiing of the year, which is too bad, since I swore I was going to ski a lot this year and it's only my second trip.

It was such a beautiful day I had lunch outside at a cafe and then splurged on gelato. Which, yum! But now I feel a bit guilty, and my diet won't improve over the weekend. Ski areas are not good for dieting--they don't really have salads, and the beer is a necessity.

sarameg - Mar 16, 2007 3:42:06 pm PDT #7526 of 10001

evening= watching whatever is on the boob tube, rubbing Mister Kitty's ears and then fending off his amorous advances, glaring mightily at the fucking snow. And not liking what my sinuses are doing. Kinda afraid it is tooth issue. Resolving to call dentist monday.

Zenkitty - Mar 16, 2007 3:42:53 pm PDT #7527 of 10001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

My evening = eating cherry pie, surfing the net for things I want to buy next paycheck, listening to Falcon in the Dive from Scarlet Pimpernel over and over, and going to bed early.

Lee - Mar 16, 2007 3:45:59 pm PDT #7528 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Evening: going to get sushi with Jilli, Pete, Plei, Paul, and Lillybean, plus calling Cass "Sam" all night.

Laura - Mar 16, 2007 3:50:22 pm PDT #7529 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Lee wins. As do Jilli, Pete, Plei, Paul, Lillybean, and Cass.

Although, the being alone watching tv with wine doesn't suck.

Cass - Mar 16, 2007 3:53:43 pm PDT #7530 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Bitch.

Cass - Mar 16, 2007 3:55:11 pm PDT #7531 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Context - There was a rest stop with free wifi. So driving along the highway of life (also known as the 5), we grabbed a laptop and tried to find the internets. It was like playing Supernatural.

We can't agree on who is who.

It's my car. I win Dean.

tommyrot - Mar 16, 2007 4:05:37 pm PDT #7532 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Random observation: Did I mention that when my new cellphone ends a call, the display shows a little cellphone shaped like a casket, with an 'X' in its display and blood oozing from it and forming a puddle?

shrift - Mar 16, 2007 4:13:33 pm PDT #7533 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

Um, sorry? I, on the other hand, got home, had another beer, and then remembered at like midnight that I had a seven am conference call this morning.

I think I will always choose being at the bar having a good time with friends over being questioned by the police, no matter how hot the homicide cop.

§ ita § - Mar 16, 2007 4:16:53 pm PDT #7534 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I think I will always choose being at the bar having a good time with friends over being questioned by the police, no matter how hot the homicide cop.

You say that now.

Evening=icing the back of my head and sifting through aged TiVo recordings.

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