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summercomfort) wrote2005-03-23 02:09 am
summercomfort) wrote2005-03-23 02:09 am
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This is cute:
"Support: We believe that you can do whatever you set your mind to. "Can't" isn't in your vocabulary. You're strong, brilliant, resourceful and original. Because of this, and also because we have no money to pay the tech support guy, we won't be offering support for Bullfighter."
So Bacho and I cooked dinner. Mozzarella Sammiches (cooked differently from Alexis) and pasta with a cream sauce. Except we didn't have cream, so we used milk and ricotta. The Jono joined us for dinner when he got off work, and then Jono and I went to the Elbo Room to hear Stephen's band. Lots of fun. Jono did a Samba de Amigo type dance. :D Buzzerds, the opening band, played really, like 50s music, with two girls as backup singers and everything. Never have I seen so many middle-aged people rocking. And then Fetla came on and kicked ass. (And that's all I can say, being non-musical and all)
And then I was like "hey, if I'm properly oriented, Golden Apple is just a block away!" So we went for milkshakes.
And on the way home, I overheard the guys sitting across from us talking about Fruba, so we chatted a bit. Mostly me being obnoxious, but hey. ^^;;
Okay. Goma's like, totally groping me.
And ohmygod, on the way to the Fullerton station, we missed the road and ended up walking under the tracks. Jono commented that this was like, the exact place that the werewolf mauling took place at the beginning of Paradigm Shift (And it was. Or at least in that area). We were totally creeped out and escaped through a parking lot back onto the street. It was all dark and creepy-sketchy.
"Support: We believe that you can do whatever you set your mind to. "Can't" isn't in your vocabulary. You're strong, brilliant, resourceful and original. Because of this, and also because we have no money to pay the tech support guy, we won't be offering support for Bullfighter."
So Bacho and I cooked dinner. Mozzarella Sammiches (cooked differently from Alexis) and pasta with a cream sauce. Except we didn't have cream, so we used milk and ricotta. The Jono joined us for dinner when he got off work, and then Jono and I went to the Elbo Room to hear Stephen's band. Lots of fun. Jono did a Samba de Amigo type dance. :D Buzzerds, the opening band, played really, like 50s music, with two girls as backup singers and everything. Never have I seen so many middle-aged people rocking. And then Fetla came on and kicked ass. (And that's all I can say, being non-musical and all)
And then I was like "hey, if I'm properly oriented, Golden Apple is just a block away!" So we went for milkshakes.
And on the way home, I overheard the guys sitting across from us talking about Fruba, so we chatted a bit. Mostly me being obnoxious, but hey. ^^;;
Okay. Goma's like, totally groping me.
And ohmygod, on the way to the Fullerton station, we missed the road and ended up walking under the tracks. Jono commented that this was like, the exact place that the werewolf mauling took place at the beginning of Paradigm Shift (And it was. Or at least in that area). We were totally creeped out and escaped through a parking lot back onto the street. It was all dark and creepy-sketchy.
*weep*
-signing off from the edge of existence
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