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The cold light of day
Dec. 8th, 2001 10:55 amLaurier's cautiously settling himself onto my lap - Thor's downstairs, and he tends to revert to skittish when the dog's around. Poor baby. Big fluffy-headed numbskull.
Thor's downstairs, and Gordon's waiting to go grocery shopping with me and Lori, who's showering. I've been poor the last couple of weeks, and busy, but I want to cook now, so if I'm gonna pop a roast in the oven, then I suppose I'd better go and buy the roast and stuff.
Last night I was caught in a little dilema. Do I go to the department Christmas party for free food and socialization with people who might actually have lives oustide of the times I see them at work, or do I head downtown with the gaming group and Lori for dinner and Ocean's 11?
Heh. Did both. I didn't go for the red silk like I'd thought, but I've got a great burgundy and gold vest that's vaguely Christmasy and more than vaguely dressy. I hit the party for about an hour, fed myself up and split. Good shrimp, boring party. I ditched the car at home and bussed downtown to meet them all at the theatre.
Only thing was - they were sold out until the 10:50 show, and I'd shown up just short of 9. We wandered around, killing time by heading into stores that were closing, and we didn't spend nearly enough time in Barnes&Noble. I only managed to read about half of the first chapter of Jean Auel's newest book. (It's not out yet, but the first two chapters are in a reprint of Clan)
Tangent: Twelve Years??? Twelve years to write 800 odd pages. Sheesh. And I thought the five year gap between the last two books was bad.
Ocean's 11 - good movie. Twistily fun. Saw more of StarWars2 trailer, and it's looking good. More plans formed for LotR viewing. Excited! Loosing ability to write! Squee!
And then of course, I was up too late. It happens.
Thor's downstairs, and Gordon's waiting to go grocery shopping with me and Lori, who's showering. I've been poor the last couple of weeks, and busy, but I want to cook now, so if I'm gonna pop a roast in the oven, then I suppose I'd better go and buy the roast and stuff.
Last night I was caught in a little dilema. Do I go to the department Christmas party for free food and socialization with people who might actually have lives oustide of the times I see them at work, or do I head downtown with the gaming group and Lori for dinner and Ocean's 11?
Heh. Did both. I didn't go for the red silk like I'd thought, but I've got a great burgundy and gold vest that's vaguely Christmasy and more than vaguely dressy. I hit the party for about an hour, fed myself up and split. Good shrimp, boring party. I ditched the car at home and bussed downtown to meet them all at the theatre.
Only thing was - they were sold out until the 10:50 show, and I'd shown up just short of 9. We wandered around, killing time by heading into stores that were closing, and we didn't spend nearly enough time in Barnes&Noble. I only managed to read about half of the first chapter of Jean Auel's newest book. (It's not out yet, but the first two chapters are in a reprint of Clan)
Tangent: Twelve Years??? Twelve years to write 800 odd pages. Sheesh. And I thought the five year gap between the last two books was bad.
Ocean's 11 - good movie. Twistily fun. Saw more of StarWars2 trailer, and it's looking good. More plans formed for LotR viewing. Excited! Loosing ability to write! Squee!
And then of course, I was up too late. It happens.
