I've been thinking about going and watching fireworks or something, but I just can't get myself excited about going somewhere crowded. Also, I have to move out of the Mission. Why did I pick the one part of San Francisco that's consistently sunny and warm? That is not what San Francisco's for!
Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Oh, JZ smooches. Yay!
Well, the ice cream was a failure. It wouldn't set-up in the machine no matter how much time, ice, and salt. It is in the freezer now - we will see what happens.
There is suddenly a horrible smell in my apartment. Could it be that I'm smelling the fireworks that are going off entirely too close to my patio? Yuck.
Well, mom got a call that they basically have no news yet. They hope to have some information in a couple of hours.
Don't rub it in.
That's crazy talk! That's what we do.
Emily, Emmett and I will wander to the top of Tank Hill to watch fireworks tonight, I think.
It's not foggy (yet) so I think we'd have visibility for several fireworks from up there.
Hey, I just uploaded the pictures. Should I just post the link here, or be a bit more circumspect, or quoi?
Ratatouille is fun and everybody should go see it.
HEllo.
Just a little bit tipsy. Okay, a lot. At least I don't have to work, unlike M. Emily, I love you, and thank you for putting up the pics, and go ahead and post them.
I'ma go nap now. Maybe I'll wake up in time to have late dinner. If not, not big.
My boyfriend's so cute. Bless.
Er, here, or someplace else? I'm not so good at this. Well, here at least:
Hec & JZ getting Buffista love.
(Hope that works.)
Here is fine!