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Oh be joyful, 'cause that shit spreads.
Sep. 12th, 2010 03:44 pmNew personal thesis statement. Or new formulation of ongoing personal thesis statement:
This weekend so far I have enacted the thesis staement by buying a new pair of Fluevogs (these, to replace the pair of Mary Janes which succumbed to old age this week), narrowly avoiding another pair of Fluevogs (so! purple!), bringing home a green feather fascinator and tea and cheeses, and throwing our housewarming party with Dr. My Roommate. Our housewarming party was very good. We had music and head-to-head Dr. Mario on the NES and snacks and silly nametags and goodly amounts of people crammed into our living room drinking champagne and rum and mango iced tea until the subway stopped running. Breakfast this morning was leftover pita and hummus and fruit, while paging through Ideomancer slush in fuzzy pajamas.
This afternoon is the last of the party cleanup (minimal), scrubbing out the inbox, and work on the edit letter; maybe edit letter out of doors if I charge up the laptop and am inclined to go to Aroma. And then there's a free USS show in the evening.
This is a good kind of life to be living.
Okay, kettle's on. Dishes, e-mails, and then words.
This weekend so far I have enacted the thesis staement by buying a new pair of Fluevogs (these, to replace the pair of Mary Janes which succumbed to old age this week), narrowly avoiding another pair of Fluevogs (so! purple!), bringing home a green feather fascinator and tea and cheeses, and throwing our housewarming party with Dr. My Roommate. Our housewarming party was very good. We had music and head-to-head Dr. Mario on the NES and snacks and silly nametags and goodly amounts of people crammed into our living room drinking champagne and rum and mango iced tea until the subway stopped running. Breakfast this morning was leftover pita and hummus and fruit, while paging through Ideomancer slush in fuzzy pajamas.
This afternoon is the last of the party cleanup (minimal), scrubbing out the inbox, and work on the edit letter; maybe edit letter out of doors if I charge up the laptop and am inclined to go to Aroma. And then there's a free USS show in the evening.
This is a good kind of life to be living.
Okay, kettle's on. Dishes, e-mails, and then words.
