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It's Later Than You Think
Aug. 16th, 2006 08:25 amSo, yesterday was really good stuff. I got together with Leslie and Carri-Anne after work. We hung around for a while at the house Leslie's watching, showing Carri some of the Clerks cartoon before heading out to The Melting Pot for dinner. Melting Pot was good; we all got the Vegitarian order (mostly for the artichokes, really), and I was surprised how full I got on not-meat. I like meat.
Afterwards we went back the The House and played some Silent Hill 3, enough to get through the Hospitol scene. I'm still not sure what to make of most of that yet. Fourteen plus seven plus seventeen is thirty-eight, after all. And seven plus seventeen is twenty-four.
About then, Leslie's friend Carl showed up, bringing with him some vodka. He was a very cool guy; more than anything else, he gets major points for the Decepticons tattoo he had on his left arm.
Having been plied with liquor, we four went out and sat in the hot tub for a long while, talking about stuff and generally hanging out in the sort of way I haven't hung out in far too long; it was good stuff. Around 1am or so the heat-lighting turned to rolling thunder and drizzle, and the girls went inside to watch more Clerks (closely followed by us boys). Carri pulled out at about 2am because she had to be up and out and gone around 5am. I tried to do likewise around 3am, but ended up hearing-and-laughing to most of a final episode. I don't remember falling asleep.
I got up at about 6:40 feeling more rested, actually, than i have in a while. I did wake up with a stuffed up ear (yes, ear), which I hope is more a result of the heat and oddly-shaped pillow I had as opposed to being indicative of a cat allergy. That would just be cruel. (I woke up covered in cat hair, else I wouldn't even question it. I've never had allergies, let alone allergies to cats, but it seems to run in my family.)
And now I'm roughly 8 hours from clocking out and going home for a shower, shave, and Guild Wars -- I haven't shaved in over a week, now, and it's bugging me.
Afterwards we went back the The House and played some Silent Hill 3, enough to get through the Hospitol scene. I'm still not sure what to make of most of that yet. Fourteen plus seven plus seventeen is thirty-eight, after all. And seven plus seventeen is twenty-four.
About then, Leslie's friend Carl showed up, bringing with him some vodka. He was a very cool guy; more than anything else, he gets major points for the Decepticons tattoo he had on his left arm.
Having been plied with liquor, we four went out and sat in the hot tub for a long while, talking about stuff and generally hanging out in the sort of way I haven't hung out in far too long; it was good stuff. Around 1am or so the heat-lighting turned to rolling thunder and drizzle, and the girls went inside to watch more Clerks (closely followed by us boys). Carri pulled out at about 2am because she had to be up and out and gone around 5am. I tried to do likewise around 3am, but ended up hearing-and-laughing to most of a final episode. I don't remember falling asleep.
I got up at about 6:40 feeling more rested, actually, than i have in a while. I did wake up with a stuffed up ear (yes, ear), which I hope is more a result of the heat and oddly-shaped pillow I had as opposed to being indicative of a cat allergy. That would just be cruel. (I woke up covered in cat hair, else I wouldn't even question it. I've never had allergies, let alone allergies to cats, but it seems to run in my family.)
And now I'm roughly 8 hours from clocking out and going home for a shower, shave, and Guild Wars -- I haven't shaved in over a week, now, and it's bugging me.
