Feeds:Wednesday, Third Week
"You can assume she's happy to see him, because he's handsome and has nice eyes, or whatever." -Tara, 01/10/2007
Went to a soiree this past weekend. Lots of good finger food I couldn't eat, but excellent beverage options, and good company, though after a while I began to feel a little old. I'm sure Frank, a man who excells beyond me in age as well as many other things, and our hostess's beau, was feeling it even more, but that did not stop him from beating me down hard at Rock Paper Scissors. I learned, from the Hipster Handbook, how to correctly identify many classes of hipsters, most of which came to the party. Jonathan Williams got his animal magnetism on (with scandellous results), and Laura managed to figuratively let her hair down while maintaining her resolve to not physically do so. A good time was had by most. Leah got a blister from her crazy-high heels (the necessity of which she was able to convince me, though I can't remember how), I offered to carry her back as her "designated walker".
Since then, cleaning, homework, redesigning the website, 24, and the second season of Star Trek: the Next Generation, which I got Leah for Christmas. And laundry, during those last two. I washed more laundry at once than I have in a very long time, and it took me two episodes to fold it all. Yow.
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