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[ebonlock]

Not much to say today except that if silkblade doesn't say "I'm coming to get you for class tonight, be ready to go" I'm probably not going. Driving an unfamiliar car all the way down to south SJ in the rain just doesn't seem like much fun. And I'm all crampy and grouchy so not sure I'd be altogether useful at class anyway.

And can someone explain to me how the week I take my car in for paint work ends up being the rainiest of the year. I'm sure Alanis Morrisette would find this terribly ironic.

Keeping this short, many thanks for the Cupid's Day gifts from cyranocyrano and ravenmb.

Fun meme stolen shamelessly from sidewinder:
If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would be your first thought?

Answer if you dare.

And this rant over on metaquotes just killed me this morning:

So...wait...

St. Valentine was beheaded and we celebrate by decorating everything in blood red, white and pink and gorge ourselves on chocolate and sex?

What the fuck is up with holidays? Seriously?

Baby Jesus was born today! Better dress up a fat man in a garish fur trimmed costume and celebrate crass materialism!

Jesus came back to life today! Where's my bunny and marshmallow peeps?!

Hey, thanks St. Patrick for getting rid of all those snakes! Let's all have green beer and wreck our cars!

What's going to happen to Arbor Day in 100 years? There won't be any planting of trees, but instead Pepe the Arbor Day Goat will ride over the rainbow into a field in Wisconsin and we'll have eight more weeks of summer while we celebrate perfect attendence. Remember, perfect attendence embiggens the smallest man. It's a perfectly cromulent trait to have.

People are stupid.

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[tamago.livejournal.com]

And can someone explain to me how the week I take my car in for paint work ends up being the rainiest of the year. I'm sure Alanis Morrisette would find this terribly ironic.

Not ironic, but terribly, terribly inconvenient, which I believe is worse.

If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would be your first thought?

"Coffee? Tea? Or me?"

[ebonlock.livejournal.com]

"Coffee? Tea? Or me?"

Whereas my first thought would be "Her husband's going to kill me!"

[tamago.livejournal.com]

Well, there's in bed and then there's "in bed" (nudge, wink) and the two, though similar in shape are vastly different in context. I can imagine a number of ways we might wake up in bed together that would involve no death whatsoever. My first impulse was probably not one of them, however. ;-)

Did you hear about the time Angie and I slept together?

[ebonlock.livejournal.com]

Did you hear about the time Angie and I slept together?

Why no, should we take this to email? ;) On the other hand one wonders how red we could get her to blush if we started this conversation in front of her...

[tamago.livejournal.com]

It wasn't the sleeping together that was so interesting as the morning after revelations. After a night of drinking at Soula's place, we both fell asleep on the living room futon. The fun part was telling people who hadn't been there that Angie and I slept together. The responses ranged from shocked disbelief to really pervy droooling. It's amazing how many men just sort of go off into their own little world, glazed eyes and legs crossed, when one mentions an entirely innocent event in an almost entirely innocent manner. ;-)

I'm a bad, bad girl and deserve to be spanked.

*LAUGH*

[aelfsciene.livejournal.com]

So, reading this comment, your last line wasn't immediately visible, but as I read the first part, the last line was precisely what I was thinking of.

*still laughing*