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What was the best part of my lazy Saturday? Was it awakening to the 430am alarm (which I'd forgotten to unset) and staying up for an hour catching up on Usenet? Or proceeding to sleep in until 930am? Or maybe it was reading cute-poet-chick's mind and fixing her the exact lunch she wanted. Then there was some really nice birthday chatting with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lcohen, with her partner in the background cracking up at our exceptional hilarity( -- we're really very funny. Really.) And spending some time in email with firecat, who honors me by letting me know her better whenever we get the chance to talk. Spent a bit of time catching up with breckan, too, who is very patient with my frustration over our different lexicons.
Eating junk food all day, that was good, as was checking out the graphics capability of my new Gravity newsreader by downloading smut from Usenet. And let's see, what else? Tonight's the cult film festival at the photographic museum -- they're doing Glen or Glenda tonight, and something else whose name I've forgotten. And then I shall dine (and possibly wine) my girl for her birthday, which happened to occur during my shit week last week and really needs attending to.
Such a good day. Such dear friends. *contented sigh*
lcohen, with her partner in the background cracking up at our exceptional hilarity( -- we're really very funny. Really.) And spending some time in email with firecat, who honors me by letting me know her better whenever we get the chance to talk. Spent a bit of time catching up with breckan, too, who is very patient with my frustration over our different lexicons.Eating junk food all day, that was good, as was checking out the graphics capability of my new Gravity newsreader by downloading smut from Usenet. And let's see, what else? Tonight's the cult film festival at the photographic museum -- they're doing Glen or Glenda tonight, and something else whose name I've forgotten. And then I shall dine (and possibly wine) my girl for her birthday, which happened to occur during my shit week last week and really needs attending to.
Such a good day. Such dear friends. *contented sigh*