Elena! insent!
I don't care if it is an orgy of death, there's still such a thing as a napkin.
Willow ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Atlantic Canadian Monday Madness
[NAFDA] We used to get Buffy the day before everyone else, now we get Angel a week after everyone else. And Firefly every Monday!
Jon B. - Jun 21, 2003 9:38:27 pm PDT #2616 of 6793
A turkey in every toilet -- only in America!
Elena - Jun 21, 2003 9:45:27 pm PDT #2617 of 6793
Thanks for all the fish.
sent back to you.
Megan E. - Jun 22, 2003 2:38:39 am PDT #2618 of 6793
Shall we just meet for drinks/dessert at 8ish for Sue? Or should we show up earlier and eat and then just drink until Sue gets there?
Either one is fine with me - is B. coming?
Elena - Jun 22, 2003 2:40:44 am PDT #2619 of 6793
Thanks for all the fish.
I'm pretty sure no, because he's gaming, but I will double check with him later and let you know for sure.
Megan E. - Jun 22, 2003 2:54:43 am PDT #2620 of 6793
Okie dokie. are you working Monday? I could meet you after work.
Elena - Jun 22, 2003 3:06:57 am PDT #2621 of 6793
Thanks for all the fish.
I am not working Monday - or at least not during the day. I finish at 7am, but could easily come downtown that evening. Did you want to meet for dinner? Or just drinks? Let me know the timing. I'm easy.
Sue - Jun 22, 2003 5:35:14 am PDT #2622 of 6793
hip deep in pie
I'll probably be eating Dinner at 8...but don't feel that you have to wait for me...
Griffyn - Jun 22, 2003 5:50:47 am PDT #2623 of 6793
A person's concepts should exceed their vocabulary, or what's a metaphor?
Looks like the trip out to the other side of the Minas Basin has been rescheduled to Tuesday, so Martini Monday is once again a possibility for me. All depends on how late my Mom wants to do whatever we're doing tomorrow.
Megan E. - Jun 22, 2003 7:57:22 am PDT #2624 of 6793
Did you want to meet for dinner? Or just drinks? Let me know the timing. I'm easy.
Wanna meet around 6:30-7?
amyparker - Jun 22, 2003 10:19:46 am PDT #2625 of 6793
You've got friends to have good times with. When you need to share the trauma of a badly-written book with someone, that's when you go to family.
My brother and his partner have been discussing a drive north to get hitched. Not that the Utah government would do anything other than faint at the sight of the marriage license with two men's names on it, but mushheads that they are, they want the symbol. And I need an excuse for a new suit.
Upshot of this is: anyone know of a pretty place to get married in Toronto?