The third time in a night they play Kelly Clarkson, I can't storm down there and demand a shot on the house in recompense for emotional damages.

I don't even rate a billytea mention? I swear, Aussies these days...

From alternatives to Macro cats:

"I wish I knew how to quit you."

ION: Happy Birthday Jessica!

And... I'm working 12 noon to 9:30 pm today and tomorrow. "Because"

Aww. She needs a motorcycle helmet. And then you need to film her trying to walk around with it on, and post it here.

It is kind of funny except for the brain damage potential. Helmut cam, away!

I don't even rate a billytea mention? I swear, Aussies these days...

See, this is the perennial pitfall of starting to mention names. I was touched that you'd drive up from Portland just to see me, especially when you're driving back the same night.

*is placated*

And I only get to see you about once a year, of course I am going to drive up for it.

But I am also me. So I snark too. It's a medical condition, I think.

You recall we never even went in there when you were here, correct? There's a reason why. No green, no whiskey, no juliana or DJ. Is very simple.

I endorse this policy!

I should head to bed. I think I'll go to the 7-11 instead.

See! I can rhyme too!

I wish I had an awesome ice cream message!

I read that as "ice cream massage" and really perked up. What a great idea! It starts out all cold....then gets sticky....and.....ok, nevermind, kinda bad idea.

While visiting Scotland i realised that i do have a "type" but tend to ignore than entirely in the face of reality and date anyone who smells decent and asks politely.

Online dating sucks. I've been on 8 first dates with gents who were fantastic on screen and didn't smell at all appealing IRL.

Happy birthday, Hil!!

I read that as "ice cream massage" and really perked up.

It's Bangkok, baybee! Nothing surprises me these days. Although, fwiw, my intentions towards the icecream are pretty straight-forward.

Online dating sucks. I've been on 8 first dates with gents who were fantastic on screen and didn't smell at all appealing IRL.

Ick! Well, we've now agreed on next Saturday. He's given me his phone number, which means that I have to do that following-up-and-making-actual-arrangements thing, which I'm not so good at...but will do. Honestly. Anyway, I'm thinking if we don't fancy each other - still, there's icecream! So that's good.

(erin, I don't think you were here back when I started waxing lyrical about amaltery adult icecreams, were you? The Sangria flavour is surprisingly scrumptious, and the Screaming Orgasm is aptly named, but I think it was still the Chocolate Orange Liquer that I liked the best...none of which is particularly salient, as we're going to iBerry, which my colleague was praising last week.)

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Happy HilDay!

(am now home from work; have spent an hour tutoring the wee girl I tutor on the street next to mine, have purchased half a month's supply of disposable contact lenses [plain] and one pair of monthly lenses [green], have consumed 1 small box of vegetarian spring rolls purchased from the street outside my house and 1 delicious barbecued corn-on-the-cob from the lady on the corner who works such long hours. Am swigging Schweppes Club Soda with gusto. Will be hurrying out to rehearsal for A Christmas Carol in a few minutes.)

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HIL!!