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Thursday already...
Sep. 11th, 2008 09:13 amSpent a long, long day at work yesterday (I did a day shift in the middle of the week, which is always kind of tough), then meandered around downtown, picked up some books, and went to join ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
foi_nefaste and tcaptain with his fiancée at Hurley's. Two of foi_nefaste's friends were there as well, though if they have LJs I am unaware of them. tcaptain also had a colleague visiting from the U.S., but he beat a hasty retreat to his hotel early (I think we frightened him a bit).
Good times were had. Beer was drunk, games and books were discussed. I came home tipsy and happy, and showedtcaptain and his girlfriend around the place, and scored myself a copy of Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, which I will likely listen to this weekend at some point. I introduced them to the cats, who acted very friendly, and George made an utter spectacle of himself by trying to prove just how agile and graceful he was. He balanced very nicely on the stair railing for a while, then tried to do it again by jumping up at a different spot —and toppled right over the rail and down several steps, where he proceeded to sit and groom himself, looking very dignified. "I totally meant to do that." He's fine, don't worry. ;)
I got a really nice phone call frombodhifox a little while after I'd turned in. Poor bodhi, I was a little sleepy and rather tipsy, so I don't know if I made any sense. My phone skills are only good at work. :) I have no idea what I said. Hopefully I didn't dream the whole thing, but since I recall his end of the conversation quite well (just not my answers) and don't remember anything that doesn't make sense by the cold light of day, then I think it was real.
Wednesday Nights At Hurley's seems like it's going to become a regular thing, which is nice. I won't be able to go every time, of course, due to work, but it'll be nice to drop in when I can.
I totally overslept this morning and missed the garbage pick-up. *sigh* Monday it is. I know well enough that I never make garbage pick-up in the morning unless I take out the garbage the night before. Why do I always fool myself into thinking I can wake up on time?
Okay, time to get ready. The Overtime Fairy is visiting for a couple of hours today.
foi_nefaste and tcaptain with his fiancée at Hurley's. Two of foi_nefaste's friends were there as well, though if they have LJs I am unaware of them. tcaptain also had a colleague visiting from the U.S., but he beat a hasty retreat to his hotel early (I think we frightened him a bit).Good times were had. Beer was drunk, games and books were discussed. I came home tipsy and happy, and showed
tcaptain and his girlfriend around the place, and scored myself a copy of Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, which I will likely listen to this weekend at some point. I introduced them to the cats, who acted very friendly, and George made an utter spectacle of himself by trying to prove just how agile and graceful he was. He balanced very nicely on the stair railing for a while, then tried to do it again by jumping up at a different spot —and toppled right over the rail and down several steps, where he proceeded to sit and groom himself, looking very dignified. "I totally meant to do that." He's fine, don't worry. ;)I got a really nice phone call from
bodhifox a little while after I'd turned in. Poor bodhi, I was a little sleepy and rather tipsy, so I don't know if I made any sense. My phone skills are only good at work. :) I have no idea what I said. Hopefully I didn't dream the whole thing, but since I recall his end of the conversation quite well (just not my answers) and don't remember anything that doesn't make sense by the cold light of day, then I think it was real.Wednesday Nights At Hurley's seems like it's going to become a regular thing, which is nice. I won't be able to go every time, of course, due to work, but it'll be nice to drop in when I can.
I totally overslept this morning and missed the garbage pick-up. *sigh* Monday it is. I know well enough that I never make garbage pick-up in the morning unless I take out the garbage the night before. Why do I always fool myself into thinking I can wake up on time?
Okay, time to get ready. The Overtime Fairy is visiting for a couple of hours today.
