Wait, what? 1) Siberia serves food and 2) You got Tom to go there? Wow.
Heh. This guy, Matt, used to go under the name of "Streats McGee" and do a pop-up at Cafe Rani Uptown. Now he has a full time gig at Siberia for the last couple of months (since the beginning of April, I believe.) Also, we were there EARLY to the kind of weird song and storytelling stylings of the free "dinner show" courtesy of a Mr. Ratty Scurvics. (who actually sounds a lot like the guy who's in the New Orleans Bingo! Show.)
I really wanted to do something different and (hopefully) fun this weekend, so I'm glad we went. We were home by 8, before the craziness really started there.
Ha! I told Tom what had been posted and he reminded me to "never underestimate the power of pierogi."
3 OK Cupid messages tonight. One "hi how r u"(my profile says specifically 'have something to say and use proper grammar and spelling' One "you're pretty", and one "can I lick your ass :)" Smiley face included. @@
The pier behind the Jolly Roger hotel.
So the Jolly Roger has a lot of wood behind it?
I'd apologize but I am NOT sorry.
3 OK Cupid messages tonight. One "hi how r u"(my profile says specifically 'have something to say and use proper grammar and spelling' One "you're pretty", and one "can I lick your ass :)" Smiley face included. @@
Yeah, I got nothin'. Well at least the "you're pretty" person managed better contractions than 50% of the posters on FanFiction.net.
Oo, swanky Steph!
"can I lick your ass :)" Smiley face included.
Well of course, everyone knows that emoticons are teh sexAY!
Oh, Vortex, good lord. Kind of surprised he went with :) over :p, considering. I wonder what cute animal would get paired with that bad date.
Glad your migraine is gone so you can fully enjoy your gorgeous vacation retreat, Steph. Beautiful!
Hil, that movie plot seems way too complicated. Madness!
Pierogies sound yum. Vacation also sounds good. I went dancing and met up with two of the girls from last night (sadly NOT the hot one). It was ok, but not great. And then bailed on going to the later club, on the grounds that I was out late last night and it tends to be filled with smelly hipster queers who make me feel old. But I had to walk past on my way home anyway and ran into friends and fly very pathetic. Especially since I then stopped at the store and bought eggs and ice cream. I feel old. And have no one to blame but myself.
Aww, you're not old. Plus now you have ice cream!
And the ice cream was delicious! Lime gelato with graham cracker cookies. Mmm. Hoping I will want to get up early enough in the morning to go get a pedicure. I also have another sewing class. Yay!
Oh crap. And I just remembered there's this work thing I'm supposed to call into (I declined to fly to Chicago to work the whole weekend). At 730am. Argh. Do I really want to? But if I don't, how bad will I look? Hmm.
