Well, things are looking okay
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mousmeDinner went well, I think.
Didn't make artichokes after all, as Poms was about thirty minutes late. However, given that I've been systematically late to every single one of our dates except maybe one or two, I don't mind. After all, he did call to warn me, so it's all good.
In other news, Poms makes a mean apple crisp. It was mouth–watering.
Firewillow is having doubts about Operation Persephone, now that she's realised I'm serious about it. I may have to think harder about it before kidnapping the cat in that case. In fact, I may offer to buy her from the people instead of just kidnapping her.
Am awaiting phone call from Tahirih Walsh, the person whose apartment I'm supposed to see. She wants me to go tonight, but since I have work and then RE right afterwards I can't go. I've left her a message on their answering machine, and I hope she gets it in time.
I'm beginning to think this is going to be quite the gathering on Wednesday, and I'm very certain we don't have enough drinkage in the house for all these people. So, if you want to do die Boozendrinken, you'll have to provide your own substances. ;)
Otherwise, I'm pretty sure I can provide food and non–alcoholic beverages. I just don't have the budget for the rest.
Poms has asked to see the LJ, and I confess to being a little worried. It's one thing to rant to one's friends, but a whole different kettle of fish to show the boyfriend everything that's going on... Eep! Especially since he's featured in a whole bunch of 'em...
Then again, I could always just change the settings to some of the entries to "private" or "friends" or something...
*mope* Don't wanna go to work... I'm thinking of taking a reduced schedule for the rest of the summer. Twenty–five or thirty hours instead of thirty–five or thirty–seven and a half. Less money, but a bit more time to myself and to enjoy the summer out there.
Oh, speaking of which, I've cunningly gone and lost my invitation to ipanicked's wedding. When is it? *pleading look*
Didn't make artichokes after all, as Poms was about thirty minutes late. However, given that I've been systematically late to every single one of our dates except maybe one or two, I don't mind. After all, he did call to warn me, so it's all good.
In other news, Poms makes a mean apple crisp. It was mouth–watering.
Firewillow is having doubts about Operation Persephone, now that she's realised I'm serious about it. I may have to think harder about it before kidnapping the cat in that case. In fact, I may offer to buy her from the people instead of just kidnapping her.
Am awaiting phone call from Tahirih Walsh, the person whose apartment I'm supposed to see. She wants me to go tonight, but since I have work and then RE right afterwards I can't go. I've left her a message on their answering machine, and I hope she gets it in time.
I'm beginning to think this is going to be quite the gathering on Wednesday, and I'm very certain we don't have enough drinkage in the house for all these people. So, if you want to do die Boozendrinken, you'll have to provide your own substances. ;)
Otherwise, I'm pretty sure I can provide food and non–alcoholic beverages. I just don't have the budget for the rest.
Poms has asked to see the LJ, and I confess to being a little worried. It's one thing to rant to one's friends, but a whole different kettle of fish to show the boyfriend everything that's going on... Eep! Especially since he's featured in a whole bunch of 'em...
Then again, I could always just change the settings to some of the entries to "private" or "friends" or something...
*mope* Don't wanna go to work... I'm thinking of taking a reduced schedule for the rest of the summer. Twenty–five or thirty hours instead of thirty–five or thirty–seven and a half. Less money, but a bit more time to myself and to enjoy the summer out there.
Oh, speaking of which, I've cunningly gone and lost my invitation to ipanicked's wedding. When is it? *pleading look*
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Date: 2002-05-19 10:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-05-19 02:38 pm (UTC)Show up at the wedding and follow the others to the reception. Do you know where St. Leon is?
Oh, and I'm relieved to hear that you won't be going paintballing instead of coming to the wedding.
*g*
Date: 2002-05-19 11:19 pm (UTC)