shudders
Have i mentioned that this reinforces approval of my accidental celibacy? The cats are really enough waste for me to deal with.
So. Much. Word.
shudders some more.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
shudders
Have i mentioned that this reinforces approval of my accidental celibacy? The cats are really enough waste for me to deal with.
So. Much. Word.
shudders some more.
That Trader Joe's frozen mac and cheese sure is cheesy! Mmm.
Possibly the highlight of my day today: At dinner, one of the people there was a guy who's visiting DC with his six-year-old son. He was asking about things to see. Someone told him not to bother with going to see the Declaration of Independence, because the ink is so faded and smeared by now that you can't actually read it, so you're basically looking at a piece of paper that used to have those famous words on it. He responded, "So, we've just got to trust that it says what they say it says?" His six-year-old piped up with, "Trust no one!"
Ha, awesome.
Going to this Indian restaurant is always fun. More fun at lunch than at dinner, though. For lunch, they've got a buffet, and each day they have foods from a different region of India. I almost never have any idea what I'm eating, but the wife in the couple that owns the restaurant is always there at lunchtime and will happily answer any questions about the food.
At dinner time, it's a regular menu, not a buffet, and usually the husband is there instead of the wife, and he glares and scowls at everybody. And the waiters act as if it's an enormous imposition for you to ask them to do things like get you menus or take your order, and they usually get half the order wrong, anyway. The food they do bring does always taste good, even if it frequently isn't what you asked for.
Declaration of Independence, because the ink is so faded and smeared by now that you can't actually read it, so you're basically looking at a piece of paper that used to have those famous words on it.
Sad, but almost true: [link]
Did the husband move there from Olympia? Cause the night waiter in the place that closed used to have exactly that attitude.
Happy Birthday JZ!
Wow, that sounds like a very much lunch only place, Hil!
It is currently 61 degrees in Seattle, Omnis. Which is to say, really cold if you're standing around outdoors drinking. Which is one of the reasons I am OLD. Luckily, so are several of my friends. At 10pm, after doing the dyke march (and earlier, hanging out at a friend's birthday bbq for a bit), and then dancing for a while, we could've gone to the dyke bar and hung out at their (only for Pride Weekend) beer garden, but it was $15, and outdoors, and we were feeling old, and cheap, and COLD, and we said "well...um...we do have to go the Parade tomorrow. And we CAN get our pride on tomorrow. Um. Maybe we'll just go home now. Er. Crap. That makes us officially OLD, doesn't it? Damnit."
Well, it hit 100 here today, but it has cooled down. we were at a party where there was a telescope to look at the moon and the stars. sadly the house is still over 80 degrees which means no sleep for me yet. In more fun news my Asian style cucumber salad and chocolate dipped dried apricots were a hit
It is currently 61 degrees in Seattle, Omnis.Am home now. Apparently it has cooled down a bunch to 89º! Yikes, I might need a sweater! Yes, I just peeled my clothes off of me. Kinda thankful none of the cute gals from the party made eyes at me, cuz this is not romantic at all. No Meara, you are not old. You are well seasoned, and know where to put your effort, and which battles to fight... ya, I'm not helping any, am I? Sorry. but considering I'm 6 years or so older than you. Ya. If your old, I'm ancient! Have fun at pride parade!!
Now that I'm changed, I'm gonna flop into fluffy, and start season 3 of Dr. Who. What? Clean? Unpack? Why on earth would I want to do that???