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msfledermaus1: I'm not sure how much I like Ethiopian food. Maybe I should try other stuff and compare and contrast.
2: Palmer's has a very cool patio in the back with a fireplace...smoky, but really pretty in a grunge sort of way.
3: Friends of friends of friends think I have cool socks when they get a couple of drinks in them. I do, too...
And now I'm at the workies, with a coat that smells like campfire and a list full of other guards to boss. I could use a little more sleep, I think...I had weird dreams about vampires and Metalocaplyse and myself being an animated character. *shudder* I thought I'd go hang out by the AV guys and the Tibetan Monk-Chanting music they use to test the equipment...I was sure that would make my unsettled head more focused. But alas, Gail the cow-irker popped up and instead we started making up bad Omen-style chanting. My high point this morning was Gail on a railing looking down and shrieking, "Damion! It's all for Yooooooou!!!" I nearly hemmorhaged, I laughed so hard...
We now return you to your regularly scheduled Sunday morning, full of coffee and pastries and probably devoid of ominous monk-noises...
2: Palmer's has a very cool patio in the back with a fireplace...smoky, but really pretty in a grunge sort of way.
3: Friends of friends of friends think I have cool socks when they get a couple of drinks in them. I do, too...
And now I'm at the workies, with a coat that smells like campfire and a list full of other guards to boss. I could use a little more sleep, I think...I had weird dreams about vampires and Metalocaplyse and myself being an animated character. *shudder* I thought I'd go hang out by the AV guys and the Tibetan Monk-Chanting music they use to test the equipment...I was sure that would make my unsettled head more focused. But alas, Gail the cow-irker popped up and instead we started making up bad Omen-style chanting. My high point this morning was Gail on a railing looking down and shrieking, "Damion! It's all for Yooooooou!!!" I nearly hemmorhaged, I laughed so hard...
We now return you to your regularly scheduled Sunday morning, full of coffee and pastries and probably devoid of ominous monk-noises...
